Ghost Rider OG

Get ready for an amazing adventure with Ghost Rider OG cannabis strain — this strain will take you on a smooth journey that’s as relaxing as cruising down the highway. A cross between The White and Biker Kush, this indica-dominant hybrid has all the hallmarks of its legendary parents.

At 17% THC, Ghost Rider OG weed strain isn’t messing around. It offers a powerful yet peaceful high that can soothe worries or pain without tying you to the couch for hours on end; some say they feel energetic and euphoric even though they become quite literally ‘couch-locked’ after smoking this stuff!

And there’s more good news: Ghost Rider OG tastes fantastic as well! Most samples of these buds smell predominantly skunky or musky with undertones that are reminiscent of a forest floor littered with dried pine needles, but when it’s broken apart, there's also noticeable notes like eucalyptus plants rubbing against lemon fruits, which transform into something else entirely post-exhalation.

When you blaze some in a pipe (or better still, a freshly cleaned bong), expect an initial expansion followed by chest compression if your dose was sufficient -- don't worry though, because those feelings will disappear almost immediately, replaced by a very odd sensation of lightness expanding outwards from both interior surfaces.

If joints are more your thing, note that papes made for rolling them may need to be periodically relit as they have a tendency to burn unevenly.

Long story short, save this one for special occasions 'cos she ain't cheap and doesn’t make a habit of using lightly to medicate an especially bad day unless, of course, you have a wallet fully underwritten by Warren Buffet himself, whom we assume probably does not smoke weed but sure as hell would if he could afford to do so!

This herb is a harmonious synthesis of two opposing sensibilities within cannabis culture; the white family-pedigreed refreshing clarity underscored by kushy body stone comfort, complexities galore en route that make the ensemble difficult to pin down — a quick verbal snapshot of a ballet dancer tackling a sumo wrestler near bodies of water, varying pressure points applied intermittently, both parties giggling uncontrollably, then perhaps sharing a grilled pineapple chunk skewer, rewiring your brain blast types surrealism just experienced along tasty terms.