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There’s something about Tahoe OG that just hits different. Maybe it’s the way it creeps in—slow, like fog rolling off the lake at 6 a.m.—then suddenly, boom. You’re on your ass, staring at the ceiling, wondering if you left the oven on. Probably didn’t. Doesn’t matter. You’re not getting up anytime soon.
These seeds? They’re not for the faint-hearted. Tahoe OG is a heavy indica-dominant hybrid, and I mean heavy. Like, “cancel your plans and order Thai food” heavy. Grows short and squat, like it’s bracing itself for impact. Thick, resin-soaked buds that smell like pine needles dipped in lemon cleaner. And diesel. Always that sharp, sour diesel bite that makes your nose crinkle just before you grin.
Growing it’s not rocket science, but it ain’t idiot-proof either. You need to pay attention. She’s finicky—moody about humidity, sensitive to overfeeding. But if you treat her right? Damn. She’ll reward you with some of the frostiest nugs you’ve ever seen. Like someone rolled them in sugar and forgot to stop.
I’ve seen people underestimate her. “Oh, it’s just another OG cross,” they say. Yeah, okay. Smoke a full joint of this and try to finish a sentence. I dare you. It’s not just strong—it’s clean. Like, mentally scrubbing. Clears out the noise, leaves you with this weird, peaceful emptiness. Not sleepy, not wired. Just... still.
Indoor growers love her for the tight node spacing and fast flowering—8 to 9 weeks if you’re dialed in. Outdoors? She’ll do fine if you’ve got the climate. Dry air, lots of sun. Don’t even try in a swampy backyard unless you want moldy sadness and regret.
Flavor-wise, it’s all gas and citrus. No candy, no fruit loops, no dessert strain nonsense. Just raw, earthy power. Like licking a tree stump after a thunderstorm. In a good way. Sort of.
Honestly, if you’re looking for a strain that’ll tuck you in and whisper sweet nothings, look elsewhere. Tahoe OG doesn’t coddle. She slaps. But sometimes, that’s exactly what you need.
Buy the seeds. Or don’t. More for me.