But when he was drawing the temperature was in the 100s ?I was afraid of the puffed smoke having a temperature in the hundred(s) of degrees (Celsius) range, but looking at this bloke and his thermometer, the smoke ain't really hot: ~40 °C is a lower temperature than that of freshly poured coffee.
Anyway, today was the day I called in at the tobacconists to look at their basket pipes. I did all the checks recommended by you guys and had a nice chat with the woman behind the counter. She let me stick my nose into some of their American aromatics; Irish Cream, Rum Butter... they honestly smelt good enough to eat, and they do sample-size measures of them all, too.
As for the pipes, I didn't buy one. They all had the words: Real Briar stamped on the shank, and there was a nice little nosewarmer that took my fancy, but I forced myself to walk away empty handed. I then walked around the block, all the time fighting the urge to go back and buy the pipe I liked and a sample pack of the Irish Creme. It wouldn't have broken the bank if I had, and I'm obviously regretting not buying now, but my head won over my heart and I managed to convince myself I had more important things to spend my money on.