Exodus Cheese

this isn't the original cheese, or even the one favoured by the exodus collective, which remains 'clone only' to this day. the real deal has a taste as strong as the smell, and it's the fruitiest thing this side of blueberry, but considerably more potent and so deserves respect; it's caused more 'whiteys' than any other strain in the uk, and takes a while to get used to. the biggest problem is that funky smell. it's just in a different league to anything else....if you pass someone in the street with some in their pocket, you'll know it. if a friend comes to your house with some, the first thing you say won't be your usual greeting, it'll be more like 'you smell nice'. all well and good, but attracts attention like no other. the good and the bad varieties...you have been warned! other than the smell, it's a dream to grow. strong, vigorous, mould resistant, loves sog, scrog, yield wise similar to northern lights, not as good as say, jack herer in that regard. it doesn't actually hum that bad on the grow, but just wait 'til harvest time and you will be able to follow your nose back from the shops. not one to grow in an urban environment, especially for beginners; carbon filters won't help you here as the smell amps up once it's cropped, and never leaves! and ps keep looking for a better hybrid than this one. they are out there....nepalcheese being my absolute favourite smoke of all time. good things come to those who search, and some people have managed to crack some seriously impressive likenesses, good enough to fool even this member of the exodus collective. but this ain't it, so don't be fooled by the 'exodus' bit

A phenotype of Skunk #1, this is an offspring of the original, and it is sativa dominant. Perfect for the morning. You'll feel wide awake and energetic. Gives you that wide eyed effect where you almost forget to blink! There's a euphoria (can't stop smiling), and you're fully functional...Definitely in my top ten for the morning...Great start to the day.

You're hiking up a mountain. Things start to look cooler as you continue to ascend since you can see further than you've ever before. Your head starts to feel a little different due to the change in air pressure. But when you finally reach the top, an indescribable, awe-inspiring view smacks you in the face. You sit down to bask in and respect it's glory. Your muscles relax and a smile spreads across your face. You look upon the skyline seeing trees and mountains as far as the I can see. You are in this. You aren't seeing this in a picture in a magazine or from a picture uploaded by some dude on Reddit. No, you are really here. You really climbed a mountain, and you are really looking at the beauty that the Earth has to offer. You have done it. You have actually accomplished something. So, you let yourself be drenched with the force of 10 Newton fucktons of euphoric bliss, and it radiates throughout your mind and body. And all you want to do is scream, "I AM A GOLDEN GOD!" at the top of your lungs, but you don't because there are other people around and that would be weird. So, you sit in peace, taking in as much of it as you can because even though you will be up here for a long time, you can't stay this high forever. Or can you...