The world is just a big pipe shop

Most of my collection consists of estate pipes that I have scrubbed clean and buffed myself. Some of them have had some very interesting stories to tell: the flaws in the briar, the ghosts of flavors that I cant get out, but the even cooler part is what it looks like all waxed and shiny, stem cleaned and spotless, and ready to smoke again. Your observation is an optimistic one to be sure!

Yes, very good point. When I was smoking my Stanwell Majestic the other day, I was thinking about where it was made, my neighbour (RIP) that smoked it many o' times, and now it's in my hands. Good post.

I have pondered the life of my estates as well. I have a couple from pre WWII that I would love to have a history on.

I have 8 countries in my collection and one nameless, which could be anything ;-)
Considering my oldest pipe is from 1947-1948, I do wonder what stories they could tell.

Umm if your pipe starts talking to you I know the number of a good traveling psyc my mom used... :rofl:

About time you added a Peterson from Ireland. :puffpipe:

I like your take on this. Smoking a good (or even decent) Danish pipe can change the way you think about the world. I never thought about how my pipe collection represents all these different parts/people of the world:
You can find out a lot about a country just by smoking a pipe from that country. A lot of my Italian pipes are big, rustic and smoke like a dream (very much in tune with the easy Italian lifestyle). My Danish pipes are all beautifully designed, yet reserved, and are all highly functioning smoking machines. They are more quiet in their design, yet very elegant (much like the Danes). My English pipes are very classic and reserved and my Petersons all have a story to tell (very Irish). I even have a Kiko bulldog with a meer insert that I like to smoke in the summer, when it gets hot outside, which always make me think, "Oh yeah, that's why the meer insert is in there. It would be super hot in Tanzania, where these were made," and that makes me think of the people of Africa and their resilience, many of whom live in extreme conditions, yet still find time to enjoy life and the good things in it, like a nice pipe smoke.
Great Thread. Thanks for the perspective.