Color Cannabis Ghost Train Haze

 

History

“What I really want is something stronger,” you said. Enter Ghost Train Haze.

Winner of the 2014 High Times Cannabis Cup, this sativa-dominant hybrid isn’t for the faint of heart. With THC tested as high as 25%, Ghost Train Haze packs a punch that has earned it a spot as an annual winner of the High Times Strongest Strains on earth.  Beloved in its Coloradan hometown, this strain was first bred by Denver-based Rare Dankness by pairing Ghost OG and Neville’s Wreck. It’s known as the first thing that Denver budtenders bring out when you ask for the strongest they’ve got, and when it hits, we know why.

Ghost Train’s Haze origins give it dense and heavy buds of a contrasting bright green and orange-gold with frosted, crystal-capped trichomes. On the inhale, Ghost Train Haze delivers a citrus, earthy, and floral scent with a hint of pine, taking us to a rocky lakeside with a drink in our hand. It reminds us of long hikes in the woods, stretching out under a tree, and laughing with our buds (pun intended) as the sun goes down. Whether there’s sun or snow outside, we’re riding the Ghost Train through the summer Appalachians.

Grown just outside London, Ontario, Color Cannabis brings us this top-selling strain. Created by WeedMD, Color Cannabis is the long-time medical supplier’s first recreational brand.

The Effects

Where the creative meets the social.

As a sativa-dominant hybrid strain, Ghost Train Haze gives a boost to get inspired. We like it best at low doses for a burst of energy and creativity, putting us in the mood for some focused introspection. A few tokes is all we really need. At first, Ghost Train Haze takes us to an uplifting and euphoric headspace, making it our go-to when we want to put a brush on canvas, pluck a note from a guitar, or bounce around ideas with a group of friends.

Toke this THC giant in moderation, or you might be left feeling like you’ve really been hit by a train. Start light if you want to avoid its cerebral fogginess—but if you’re looking to zonk out, toke past that initial creative rush, put on some camp-fire tunes, and let the city melt away.