Greetings Pipe Smokers! The Summer days are gradually shortening and we are now halfway to the start of Autumn. I love the Fall; in my case it marks an end to the rather hot desert weather and the start of nine-months of wonderful.
My pipe journey reached a transition a month or so ago that I have been processing. I am a pipe-smoker. I am not just trying pipes out, or indulging in a whimsy. Smoking a pipe is a part of who I am. In this current anti-tobacco/anti-smoking climate I have to confess that I approached smoking a pipe with some trepidation. I was secretive about it at first and reticent to even admit that I was smoking a pipe to friends and family. I am happy to say that most of that has fallen away now. I am no longer shy about the fact that I smoke a pipe. I don’t go out of my way to shout it from the rooftops or anything, but it is a fundamental part of who I am.
There are so many aspects of pipe smoking that appeal to me. It has provided me with the richest and most-varied tobacco experience of my life, and at forty blends that I have personally sampled so far I have still only scratched the surface! It is astounding to me how many active wonderful blenders are out there still pushing the flavor boundaries of the humble tobacco plant. Especially with the niche of a niche that our small but mighty cohort entails.
I do oscillate between the joy of perusing my forty jars for the moment’s smoke and reveling in the simplicity of just stuffing some Boswell’s Best into my Sav from the solitary jar on my desk. It is fantastic to have choice and it is also fantastic to just enjoy a simple pipe.
I didn’t set out to collect pipes (said everyone everwhere) and I was very opinionated about what I liked and didn’t like. After my first pipe (Savinelli 606 blue alligator bent billiard — great starting pipe!), I mostly bought bulldogs/rhodesians. When I reached about ten pipes, I found myself becoming simultaneously more open and more discerning. I have formed a love of the hunt! I really enjoy adding pipes to my collection but am more and more thoughtful about how I do it as each new pipe is found. It isn’t a race to 1,000 pipes (though I now have no doubt that milestone will happen). I have $15 clays and cobs all the way up to $450 artisan pipes and I love them all. I just enjoyed a lovely smoke in my Falcon today with some Solani Aged Burley Flake. And as I write this I have two LCS Briars incoming. They are all wonderful.
The pipe-smoking community — from the great members in these forums, to some YTPC’ers I’ve met, to the proprietors of the couple B&M’s I’ve been able to visit, to pipe-makers I’ve spoken with have all been welcoming, helpful, and pleasant. I have struck up conversations with strangers at pipe shops and really enjoy the camaraderie. For what is largely a solitary activity in my case, it has also been quite a positively social one.
Thanks for continuing to share this journey with me!
My name is Richard, and I am a pipe-smoker.
My pipe journey reached a transition a month or so ago that I have been processing. I am a pipe-smoker. I am not just trying pipes out, or indulging in a whimsy. Smoking a pipe is a part of who I am. In this current anti-tobacco/anti-smoking climate I have to confess that I approached smoking a pipe with some trepidation. I was secretive about it at first and reticent to even admit that I was smoking a pipe to friends and family. I am happy to say that most of that has fallen away now. I am no longer shy about the fact that I smoke a pipe. I don’t go out of my way to shout it from the rooftops or anything, but it is a fundamental part of who I am.
There are so many aspects of pipe smoking that appeal to me. It has provided me with the richest and most-varied tobacco experience of my life, and at forty blends that I have personally sampled so far I have still only scratched the surface! It is astounding to me how many active wonderful blenders are out there still pushing the flavor boundaries of the humble tobacco plant. Especially with the niche of a niche that our small but mighty cohort entails.
I do oscillate between the joy of perusing my forty jars for the moment’s smoke and reveling in the simplicity of just stuffing some Boswell’s Best into my Sav from the solitary jar on my desk. It is fantastic to have choice and it is also fantastic to just enjoy a simple pipe.
I didn’t set out to collect pipes (said everyone everwhere) and I was very opinionated about what I liked and didn’t like. After my first pipe (Savinelli 606 blue alligator bent billiard — great starting pipe!), I mostly bought bulldogs/rhodesians. When I reached about ten pipes, I found myself becoming simultaneously more open and more discerning. I have formed a love of the hunt! I really enjoy adding pipes to my collection but am more and more thoughtful about how I do it as each new pipe is found. It isn’t a race to 1,000 pipes (though I now have no doubt that milestone will happen). I have $15 clays and cobs all the way up to $450 artisan pipes and I love them all. I just enjoyed a lovely smoke in my Falcon today with some Solani Aged Burley Flake. And as I write this I have two LCS Briars incoming. They are all wonderful.
The pipe-smoking community — from the great members in these forums, to some YTPC’ers I’ve met, to the proprietors of the couple B&M’s I’ve been able to visit, to pipe-makers I’ve spoken with have all been welcoming, helpful, and pleasant. I have struck up conversations with strangers at pipe shops and really enjoy the camaraderie. For what is largely a solitary activity in my case, it has also been quite a positively social one.
Thanks for continuing to share this journey with me!
My name is Richard, and I am a pipe-smoker.