30-FOR-30 YOUTUBE SHORTS
I was challenged to create 30 Shorts in 30 days, and I’m at the tail end of it.
Hemp Farming
PANDEMIC ROAD TRIP
When I left the hemp farm in Oregon in March of 2020, we had to rush down to our cabin in Arkansas and check on things. Our 15-acre homestead in the Ozarks had been on the market for over a year.
THE EXPERIMENT
We cashed in our chips and left modern society to try our hand at becoming hippiebillies.
THE STRUGGLE
We worked our boring jobs during the week and slogged our way through college classes in the evenings, looking forward to the weekend rendezvous.
MY INSANE YEAR AS A HEMP FARMER – PART 15
“Yous guys Rocky fans?” Hank said. “YES!” I said with a mouthful of cheesesteak.
MY INSANE YEAR AS A HEMP FARMER – PART 14
A month later I found myself on a private jet headed to Vegas. Trato Diablo Farms had been nominated for Game Changer of the Year at MJBizCon, the world’s largest conference in the marijuana industry.
MY INSANE YEAR AS A HEMP FARMER – PART 13
There was no elevated consciousness here. This was about one thing: Money. At the end of the day, that’s what this was – no matter what these guys claimed: medicine, cannabinoid wellness, alternative health, bologna. It was about stacks.
MY INSANE YEAR AS A HEMP FARMER – PART 12
I thought whatever health problem Cornelius was dealing with was temporary and certainly not serious. Or he would have told me. Right?
MY INSANE YEAR AS A HEMP FARMER – PART 11
It was truly the happiest we’d ever been. I was working in this crazy but interesting new industry and Chelsea was finally home full-time raising the family. We had forged ahead with our new lives and landed at the end of the continent, in beautiful Oregon.
