Nice and smart too! They had separate grows going up the power lines. Always taking different routes in so as to not beat down too obvious a trail. He was a landscaper so he'd dig a pit up higher and line it to help collect water. They wouldn't harvest till it was a dark night figuring the Leo would be waiting at night to grab them hauling out the goods.Sounds like the guys that taught me. I showed a passion for learning and they put me to work. Like, hard core guerilla growing. 20 plant plots in middle of giant dogwood patches. Hauling bathtubs and plastic drum pots into trees with rope and pulleys. Army crawling thru stinging nettle patch cus the long way is two miles longer. Aluminum frame backpacks with water bladders. Then at harvest, the long night(s) of chopping and stressful travel back… between 25-30lb per season… their mother and baby room was that. A whole room! But the one guys brother lived right next door and he had hooked into his elec… draw was spread between two houses.
I was lucky as an electrician I had a skill set they badly needed (their wiring was real horror show). So I never had to play the apprentice (lower than whale shit ) to learn.
I had to give the kid credit his father took to the drink, nice guy but he just stopped working to drink all day.
So my brother in law with his 2 brothers help kept that mortgage afloat and pretty much raised and fed his siblings.