Hello all!
I started my pipe adventure when I was very young... Over 30 years ago now, but I remember it like it was yesterday, It seemed like just a normal day to me, I opened the door to the shed and got out my bike, grabbed my trusty fishing pole, then set out on the hour long ride to my favorite fishing hole, On my way I stopped at the lil country store in my hometown to get me a soda and some penny candy.
(Wait... Maybe I should back up just a bit...
Ok, so a few months prior to that day I had lost something very important to me, My Grandfather and fishing companion, whenever we went fishing he would light a cigar to keep the skeeters away... But, since I didn't have him anymore, I would have to improvise...)
So I looked around the store and decided to get a cob and a pouch of Middleton's apple pipe tobacco as well. (Funny how easy it was to enjoy life back then) So I got down to the waters edge then climbed up onto the large granite ledge and perched myself right under the ol hickory tree... Got settled in, baited my hook, packed a bowl and lit a match. At first it smelled way better to me than them the old stinky cigar stubs my Grandfather puffed on to keep the skeeters away. But something was missing... I spent more time thinking that day than fishing while the pipe kept the bugs confused, It kept me calm and grounded in the real world while my mind drifted into deep lucid thought.
Wish they still made that tobacco, it was kinda gross but... well you all know.
Hope that wasn't to much of an intro... 