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Jimmy Beans

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November 2011, I was working a trim job up near(ish) Yosemite for a friend(D). He had a small house way back on a tiny dirt road, all the way at the end of a secluded mountain road. The houses were probably about a quarter mile apart, you couldn't see one from the next given the terrain, trees and brush. I'm given very few details on the phone, just basically yeah dude come up we need the help.

So when I arrive, D is giving me the tour. He's got 18 plants up top near the house and another 36 down below separated by maybe 120 yards. As we're walking, D tells me they had a guy walk up to the house the previous Saturday and ask what the time was. This is obviously a very bad thing, nobody would ever do that down a small mountain road way back in the cuts.. clearly this guy was casing-out the grow site.

So D tells me they're running all hands on the trim table, with two guys alternating out on foot patrol with the 12 gauges in the dark. I join D on patrol, we creep quietly along the perimeter of the property through the remaining night. We finish our patrol and pass off to the next guys, I take a seat at the trim table and get to work. The nugs were pretty hefty, I was making good weight at the table but fading quickly, it's getting late.

I had about 3/4 of a pound trimmed and I decided I'd rest and get back after it when I woke up, as it was nearly 7am by this point. I'm told I can sleep in the back room, my head hits the pillow and I'm out hard. The very next thing I recall is waking up to D jumping up and down violently on the foot of the bed screaming "LUPO, wake the fuck up we just got robbed!" I turn to my left and my favorite backpack ever(Union Pacific Roseville service unit company issued safety award 2005) that I had placed just at the side of the bed near my head was gone! Fuck, is he serious?

I walk out into the living room and there's clothes strewn everywhere, my backpack belongings mostly strewn over the couch. Someone was on the phone asking a nearby friend if we could come over to his place, we got the ok so we jumped in the back of a truck and took off out of there. Once we got to the friends house(G) and we felt safer, D told me how things went down. I sleep extremely heavy, and especially the first couple/few hours that I've fallen asleep.

Apparently within about an hour of me crashing out, D is on the porch with his shotgun just sitting down smoking a bowl. He sees three sheriffs walking up the dirt road, so he slowly lowers his shotgun and let's it lay on the porch. The sheriffs move up closer and draw their guns on him and say "Hands up, have everyone else come outside" So D does as they ask, tells the few guys inside at the trim table that sheriffs are out there and to come out.

It's a completely legal grow, everyone has 215 cards so it's no biggie this should be an easy in and out process once they call in the recommendations and confirm they're legit. Once all the trimmers(minus myself, asleep) are sitting on the porch these sheriffs keep their guns pointed down on my people, which seems weird. One of the trimmers spots a uniform/badge inconsistency and asks "Why are you wearing a highway patrol hat if you're a sheriff?" to one of the "sheriffs".

It's at this moment everyone out there realizes they're being duped. These aren't sheriffs at all, and upon closer inspection there's more uniform discrepancies. The "sheriffs" continue to play their role, guns still trained on the trimmers. Then two more guys drive up the road in an unmarked regular ass truck. They're youngsters, one of them is the guy that came a week earlier asking for the time. Once those guys get together with the others, they assign jobs.

Two are ripping plants, two are in the house clearing it out, taking all the guns, trimmed cured pounds, cell phones, gaming consoles, they took anything that was worth anything. All of our backpacks were taken, I imagine for carrying purposes and also probably rifled through for valuables while dumping them all out. At some point one of the inside guys walks out to the porch and says "There's a big guy in there asleep".

One of the "sheriffs" on the porch, the one that appears to be calling the shots says "Let him sleep, I got enough of em to keep an eye on out here. If he wakes up violently, take care of it". Fortunately, I was hibernating so I didn't stir one bit. It still gives me a lump in my throat imagining a stranger with a gun possibly pointed down on me while I slept, as he carefully removes my backpack only two feet from my head.

I was told they spent over an hour in the house. These guys were very comfortable, too comfortable? Inside job farmed out to thuggish friends nobody else knows? It's a theory. They pulled the 18 plants up top but never even noticed the 36 down below. It's possible they saw them, but they certainly didn't have room anyway, the 18 they took were smashed down into the truck bed, pretty much destroying the value of the nugs, rippers don't care though.

So here's where this long ass story gets interesting. We're all standing in the same room at this safe house. G is in his chair, he's a biker and member of a very very well known MC and he's got a lot of whiskers(clout, whatever you wanna call it) as best I can tell. So one of the trimmers says "Wait.. I think I can track my iPhone. I've never done it but I think it's a feature" (iPhones were extremely new at this point)

They had taken most of our phones, so this was possibly really good news. G says "alright well do it, give it a shot!" So the trimmer uses the PC, and also made a call I believe to customer support. Before we know it, we're watching a blip on the map.. all the herb and all of our shit, we're watching it travel on down the highway westbound. G determines they're headed to one of two towns or at least through them(Merced/Atwater), so he makes a couple phone calls. Within 20 minutes he has two bikers on the road ready to intercept the truck, following G's instructions on the cell.

We watch the blip pull into a smaller central valley town, 25,000 population. They finally come to a stop. We cross reference with google maps/street view and determine they're at an apartment complex. So the bikers are sent in, with clear instructions of what the guys looked like and right about where the ping is. They hang up the phone and then within a few minutes G gets a call back from one of them. All of our eyes are just huge, we're hoping for good news. Honestly all I cared about was my UP backpack, but in a perfect world everything would be recovered.

The words spoken to G on the phone are frantic "How do you get gun powder residue off your hands?" G says "Shit, I don't know... gasoline?" That's all we heard, G actually relayed the other part after they hung up, it wasn't on speaker phone. The dot never moved, we got a call about thirty minutes later that they recovered just one bag. It wasn't my bag, it was just some random bag that had a few pounds in it. G asked if it was alright with us if that could be donated to the clubhouse, for those guy's efforts.

Nobody had any problems with that. It wasn't a drop in the bucket anyway. The season was ruined, everything was written off as a loss. The bikers fled with just that one bag after shots were fired. We read online later that two of those guys were arrested and the police found dozens of pounds of unprocessed marijuana, along with several pounds processed, guns and other items all stuffed into an apartment dumpster for some unknown reason.

In the end I'm not sure anyone ended up with anything, other than whatever they made of the 36 remaining plants. I got the fuck off that mountain as quick as I could. My brother was murdered in a home invasion on Dec 28th 2008, same exact shit too.. a couple no good motherfuckers that didn't have the ambition to make something for themselves and just decided to take it from someone else.. and took a life in the process.

This is definitely not an everyday occurrence in the cannabis industry. It isn't usually that dangerous but it can be. If you're working trim jobs always pay a little extra attention to your instincts. Have a game plan. Have hiding places, have escape routes. Ideally you never need any of it, hope for the best but prepare for the worst.
 

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crazy story man, that's wild. did the bikers just rob the robbers or just attempt to and were unsuccessful? i'm a little unclear on that part.

either way, worth adding to the featured threads if that's alright.
 
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The bikers attempted to get back what they could but it didn't go over well at all. It was broad daylight in the middle of an apartment complex parking lot. They got off the phone really fast with G and I got off the mountain so fast I never even heard the entire side of it from their perspective. First time I saw G since then was just the other day at a funeral, I didn't even think to ask for the rest of that story but now you have me curious. I'm sure he spoke to them more in depth after things cooled off. I'm gonna ask about it when I see him again. I do know they retrieved one bag with a few P's but that's about it. When they called on the phone they told G those guys were throwing everything in a huge dumpster which seemed really strange but I assume what happened was they had nowhere to take it in a truckload size bulk so they chose to hide the chopped plants in the dumpster and maybe they left someone on guard till they cleared an apartment out to process it? In that time the bikers arrive and shots are fired. Then the police are called and that's a wrap. Just all assumptions, I'm not 100% sure on anything that took place in that apartment complex. I do know that nobody was actually shot, per the news that night. And yeah man always an honor to have one of my written experiences go up in the featured section.
 
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I was in a legit raid once in sonoma county by sheriffs at my buddies grandparents house in santa rosa when we were in high school. my friends moms boyfriend supposedly was being watched by the cops, long story short bro I know the feeling but now if We woulda found out that were not really cops I would have have been fuckin pissed. I lost my favorite pack in that one too, Had all my Magic cards in it. SHIT!-wileycoyote2021.
 

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Should submit this to High Times...
I bet it would get printed.
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Sorry you didn't get your backpack back though...
Thank you for sharing.
I got to reminisce for a lil bit, too cool bro...
Stay blessed!
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Should submit this to High Times...
I bet it would get printed.

Funny you should mention that. Totally reminded me of the time back in 1998 when High Times featured our little graffiti crew in their backpage "hemp 100" list.
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Totally forgot all about that shit. I just paid 10 bucks to subscribe to HT so I could look at past issues to get this SS. Super glad you reminded me of it though. # 60 Nate & SeyeS both RIP. I was Hyer.
 
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