The first time I ever smoked was January 22, 2022 and have been loving it every since. After making the drive to The Country Squire for their 500th episode event where I met other pipe smokers for the first time, the pipe community went from something on a screen to a very real and friendly group of people who I'd like to join and be a part of.
I'm still exploring tastes and am open to trying any and every blend. On the pipe front, my collection is mainly straight pipes but I want to get a bent one. I love the bent pipe that's currently in my collection however it's the first pipe I ever smoked on top of belonging to my fiancee's late uncle (I feel more like it's current caretaker than owner) and I dare not take it out and about. The collection consists of 4 briars, 3 cobs, a clay, a pearwood and a mystery wood pipe that my fiancee's mom got for me while in Cuba. One of the briars is a straight pot with a faux p-lip and two draft holes that run through to a single air hole in the stem.
Whether it's celebrating IPSD in knee deep snow mid-storm or enjoying a peaceful evening on the deck, I love learning about this wonderful art every way I can.
The biggest thing I've learned from pipe smoking is that if someone is a pipe smoker, that tells you plenty about the person. This is a practice that filters people for you.
Will I end up discovering that I can only smoke 20 year old esoterica through exclusively Ivarssons? Probably not. Am I going to dedicate my life to smoking Captain Black from a single cob that's held together with baling wire and prayers? Also probably not. Am I going to enjoy finding my place between those two extremes? Absolutely.
I'm still exploring tastes and am open to trying any and every blend. On the pipe front, my collection is mainly straight pipes but I want to get a bent one. I love the bent pipe that's currently in my collection however it's the first pipe I ever smoked on top of belonging to my fiancee's late uncle (I feel more like it's current caretaker than owner) and I dare not take it out and about. The collection consists of 4 briars, 3 cobs, a clay, a pearwood and a mystery wood pipe that my fiancee's mom got for me while in Cuba. One of the briars is a straight pot with a faux p-lip and two draft holes that run through to a single air hole in the stem.
Whether it's celebrating IPSD in knee deep snow mid-storm or enjoying a peaceful evening on the deck, I love learning about this wonderful art every way I can.
The biggest thing I've learned from pipe smoking is that if someone is a pipe smoker, that tells you plenty about the person. This is a practice that filters people for you.
Will I end up discovering that I can only smoke 20 year old esoterica through exclusively Ivarssons? Probably not. Am I going to dedicate my life to smoking Captain Black from a single cob that's held together with baling wire and prayers? Also probably not. Am I going to enjoy finding my place between those two extremes? Absolutely.
