You already know about THC and CBD. Now it’s time to learn your CBGs.
First, a memory: I once rode my bicycle down a winding California road that cut through a stand of eucalyptus trees. I was heading downhill, and the riding was easy. The smell of the warm Pacific Ocean air mixing with fresh flowers and eucalyptus caught my attention. This was more than five years ago, but I can still recall that feeling, that aroma, that clarity.
Oddly enough, this ride through Marin County was exactly what came to my mind as I inhaled a hit of a pot strain called Where’s My Bike? Maybe I remembered it in part because it’s called Where’s My Bike?
