In looking at my clones, today, I feel I’ll have nearly a 100% success rate, at least 90%, probably no surprise, unless suddenly later clones just up and rot, etc, I spent a lot of time that evening doing them but not as involved as a poster I read using three types of rooting compounds per clone. Another great method for keeping high humidity I did two of my solo cups with, is with cheap quart zip lock bags placed over the plants and cups and rubber banded in place, working like a charm, without fancy clear plastic totes. I have those two top bagged starts not under a light but near the closed blinds that allow in diffused light, just enough to keep em going, two clones right there that are healthy, probably have roots growing for sure.
As for security, and other gardening activities, I am busting my hump trying to propagate strawberry starts(not the pot type) in solo cups, cause I over fertilized/killed most of them last year and learned something important about strawberry plants, that after the first year, they start growing too much on top of the soil with extended roots instead in the soil, so at least every two years should be reset in outdoor oak barrel halves, health willing, and any neighbors, or people in the stores, even the help who work in the stores, where one wanted to know if I was growing flowers or such, I need to just blow them off, probably folks taking down mental notes in case they ever want to search out anything to buy off folks they meet, hey, nothing sinister I hope, where one inferred he thought me buying 6" clip on fans, soils and mixes, small pots, etc meant if I was growing some soon to be legalized pot. I mean, I think they put in the new garden mega store, announced it, once we all voted for legalized recreational in November, they threw it together in record time.
Like I said, already been targeted previous when local dead heads heard I was a mechanic, or had been and were actually thinking my sheds at the old place held “valuable tools”, didn’t help considering I always had a project vehicle I was fixing up to sell for spare cash. I mean, it was worse than trying to keep cats out of the yard if one dumped tuna fish in a pile in the middle of it.