Smoking some KBV “White Peach Tea” in a Peterson Sports 9. P.S. This tobacco doesn’t have “peach” or “tea” taste or aroma. It does have “claws” and “teeth” like a Wolverine, and burns hotter than a two dollar pistol. *blech*
Yesterday, June 14th four of us went to Jackson, MS for The Country Squire's Father's Day event. We even stayed to participate in their slow smoke competition. Unfortunately, I fell short of winning by less than two minutes. I did receive a nice pipe cabinet with room for 18 pipes though. The view of the competition from where I was sitting. This was about half of the pipe smokers at the event,
Me, Jon David Cole, owner of The Country Squire, and the pipe cabinet I was awarded for second place. The winner, a younger man named Caleb, won a $700 Ser Jacopo pipe.
(from the left: Mike Carter (big guy with white ball cap & black shirt), Steve Williams, me, Jon David Cole and Chris Rigol.)
I can’t top @PappyJoe’s outing…wow, look at all those pipers🙂 Today I’m out on my patio smoking some of my blend I whipped up a week or so ago in my “Cholula” mini churchwarden. I have a hot mug of percolated joe to pair. Man I love my Ember mug😉. I did have a little visitor snacking on some lawn?, laying in the shade. Baby bunnies are so cute, I just want to grab him/her up and pet it. The little bunny is about center shot in the second pic.🙂
@RockyMountainBriar I grabbed a bunny once as a little kid... About bit my middle finger tip off! After that, I figured they wanted to be left alone, so that's what I do...
When I was around 18-20, my brothers and some friends and I went rappelling off of the rims below the radio towers just south of the Yellowstone river here in Billings, near “Sacrifice Cliff” (you can Google the history/legend of “Sacrifice Cliff if you care too🙂). Well, I actually climbed down the cliff on old…and I mean old rusty disintegrated steel “ladders”, maybe installed on the cliff by the US Calvary/Army. Some were solid steel pipe ladders bolted to the sandstone, some were steel cable and metal bar “rope ladders”. I’ve heard that access to the ladders was closed, and the ladders may have been removed years ago. I guess they were too dangerous for people these days🤔. Oh, btw, the cliff is around 80’ tall if I recall correctly. The rims north of town near the airport are 50’-60’, which I did rappel down….once. Anyway…when I got to the bottom between the cliff and the river, somehow I managed to catch a little cottontail. I was surprised he/she didn’t bite or kick but stayed very calm. I ended up letting the little bugger go on its merry way. …..Then I had to climb back up to the top……
Had a little thunderstorm so I’m in the shop. I’ve been making a couple of control key extensions for my SVEA 123/R stoves when they are inside the SIGG Tourist windscreen/pot support. The factory valve key feels a bit short, it gets warm under there😉. I also quickly cut a piece out of a stainless grilling mat, normally used for veggies/fish/etc., to use to support my little percolator. It’s not pretty, but it worked fine. With my hot cuppa java, I’m enjoying a bowl of C&D “Espresso” in my little Pete Jr..
Brothers; My primary experience with camping in the early 80's was a bike ride across Iowa with my son. RAGBRAI, seven days of heat and/or rain and cold showers in schools at night then collapsing/sleeping in a tent. Average milage per day 80-100. It wasn't the dumbest thing I ever did, but it ranks in the top five.
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P.S. This tobacco doesn’t have “peach” or “tea” taste or aroma. It does have “claws” and “teeth” like a Wolverine, and burns hotter than a two dollar pistol. *blech*
The view of the competition from where I was sitting. This was about half of the pipe smokers at the event,
Me, Jon David Cole, owner of The Country Squire, and the pipe cabinet I was awarded for second place.
The winner, a younger man named Caleb, won a $700 Ser Jacopo pipe.
(from the left: Mike Carter (big guy with white ball cap & black shirt), Steve Williams, me, Jon David Cole and Chris Rigol.)
Ain't no shame in second place. Nice prize.
Today I’m out on my patio smoking some of my blend I whipped up a week or so ago in my “Cholula” mini churchwarden. I have a hot mug of percolated joe to pair. Man I love my Ember mug😉.
I did have a little visitor snacking on some lawn?, laying in the shade. Baby bunnies are so cute, I just want to grab him/her up and pet it. The little bunny is about center shot in the second pic.🙂
I grabbed a bunny once as a little kid...
About bit my middle finger tip off!
After that, I figured they wanted to be left alone, so that's what I do...
Anyway…when I got to the bottom between the cliff and the river, somehow I managed to catch a little cottontail. I was surprised he/she didn’t bite or kick but stayed very calm. I ended up letting the little bugger go on its merry way. …..Then I had to climb back up to the top……
I never went camping with my dad, he just sat home drank beer and smoked cigarettes.
My primary experience with camping in the early 80's was a bike ride across Iowa with my son. RAGBRAI, seven days of heat and/or rain and cold showers in schools at night then collapsing/sleeping in a tent. Average milage per day 80-100. It wasn't the dumbest thing I ever did, but it ranks in the top five.