I have 8 briars and 16 cobs. The briars have all been kept either because they are sentimental, because they are good smokers, or both. One of them almost never gets smoked, but I'll keep it.
All 16 cobs are MM Legend bents.
I smoke, on average, 16 bowls per day, using somewhere between one to four pipes. I don't like leaving dirty pipes laying around too much, but I only clean pipes once per day.
Today, for instance, I have a cob and an old Grabow with me. The cob has seen three bowls so far, and the Grabow has seen one. I'll clean them tonight or in the morning, and either keep smoking them or grab a different one off the rack to smoke for the day.
I've been making it a point to smoke my briars more often, because they seem to smoke better when they get more use.
Anyhow, the 16 cobs is a sort of insurance. If I smoke one half to death for a day or two, it gets plenty of time to recover.
The briars I own have been with me now for over ten years. Many have come and gone, but these eight remain, and they will remain.
I have plenty of pipes.
In fact, I may put most of my cobs in a box and get them out of sight. Five is plenty. Sixteen is also plenty.
A pipe for each bowl smoked in a day is a good number to own for rotation purposes, but I'm not going to smoke 16 or 24 pipes in a day, because I like to keep them clean, and I'm not going to clean 24 pipes in one day, or 16, or whatever.
There it is.
That's what I do lately.
Five of my briars really speak to me. Five or six of my cobs do, too. Each one is a little bit different.
Some thought went into this phase of my collection/rotation. It's working out just fine.
I would gladly pick up any single one of my pipes and walk around the world with it a few times.
And that's what I wanted.
Sentimentality blended with usefulness.
Something that feels right and works right.
"Stuff that works," as Guy Clark would say. "The kind of stuff you don't hang on the wall."
"Stuff that's real. Stuff you feel. The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall."
I have just enough pipes, and it's unlikely that I'll ever need or want to buy another one.
In my smoking, I am quite content.
It feels as though I have enough.