Up until recently, I would only smoke the occasional cigar a friend would hand to me. I would smoke it while saying if I were to actually take up smoking, it would have to be a pipe. I still remember the aroma of my grandfather's pipes and it seem to suite my nature. So here I am. Setting my a campfire in the Talladega Wilderness with my brother, I lit up my first pipe. To start off I bought a couple of nice, shiny pipes from recommended names but it hasn't taken long for my love of restoring old pens and things to jump to pipes. There is just something satisfying about setting back with something I have brought back to life myself.
I lurked here in the shadows for the longest taking in the sage advice and experience and would like to thank the community who helped get me going in a good way without knowing it.
Thanks
I lurked here in the shadows for the longest taking in the sage advice and experience and would like to thank the community who helped get me going in a good way without knowing it.
Thanks