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#11 |
I barely grok the obvious
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Pack a snowball. Pack a lunch. Pack a bearing. Pack a punch. But, please, never pack a pipe.
Filling a pipe by a thoughtful and practiced process allows perfect burns and minimum relights. Packing (ugh!) a pipe insures maximum relights, plugged airways, cosmetically damaged tongues and that sort of newb dissatisfaction with pipes that leaves good pipes resigned to drawers. FWIW, all this has already been covered in my sig line, below. The first ex-Mrs. Moo's grandfather used to be the mayor up there back when electricity was new, by the way. I almost died from hypothermia while sailing a Hobiecat on the west bay once in mid-July.
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