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    Default Maybe a better fit in the camping forum...

    ... but some of you can identify. Especially if you are an older, tent camp guy. I love it when the meat is on the hanging rack and you're just waiting for your partner to fill his tag. Can't wait. This is from Alaska Adventure, by Jay P. Williams (P. 200):

    " With the camp chores completed, it was time to enjoy that witching hour before darkness set in. How soothing is the mellow tobacco in the old pipe! The taste is better after a day in the hills and a satisfying meal around the camp fire in the evening. The sounds of the wild things of forest and lake were fascinating as I lay on the fragrant boughs. There was the shrill cry of the bald eagle, screaming at some piratical crows which were threatening to invade her nursery, or the weird far-carrying call of the loon, traditional harbinger of a coming storm...".

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    You're right my friend....

    I can relate.....
    Sheep hunting...... the pain goes away, but the stupidity remains...!!!

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    I can as well, fair skies and calm winds to all this fall.
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    Gettin antsy myself. There's just something about that hard frost September brings coupled with the right tune of animals coming in that just gets me excited.
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    Yessssssssssayak..........

    'Cept the Tobacco in the pipe part ~~LOL!!~~
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    Just got in a few days ago from ten nights in the tent with the bride. Yep a few pipes full too.
    Now left only to be a turd in the forrest and the circle will be complete.Use me as I have used you

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    Quote Originally Posted by strangerinastrangeland View Post
    Yessssssssssayak..........

    'Cept the Tobacco in the pipe part ~~LOL!!~~
    Yeah.....I'd have to substitute the tobacco as well. A couple shots of Crown before hitting the ol' fart sack will do nicely.....
    Sheep hunting...... the pain goes away, but the stupidity remains...!!!

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    Thumbs up Recommendation . . .

    . . How soothing is the mellow tobacco in the old pipe! . .

    sayak & Will,


    If you ever get the chance, try Mac Baren's Mixture, Scottish Blend. I smoked Granger for years before happening on Mixture and now buy it in bulk . . five pound bags, which makes it quite affordable. Add a finger of Famous Grouse with two fingers of cold water to complete the evening . .

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    —from the Mac Baren Web page:

    When Mixture first appeared on the market in 1958, it was the object of much attention. Pipe smokers could now enjoy a finely balanced pipe tobacco offering a fine blend of tobacco leaves with a slightly aromatic flavour.

    This was the result of many years of development, inspired by Jørgen Halberg’s great store of knowledge of tobacco leaves and the production of pipe tobacco.


    Mixture is made from more than 35 different tobacco leaves from different parts of the world. Each leaf has its own special qualities and only by blending them in the right proportions does Mixture achieve its unique flavour.


    Naturally, what goes into Mixture remains secret, although we can disclose some information. The loose cut tobacco in Mixture is light, sweet Virginia. One of the secrets behind the special pleasure that Mixture provides is that pressed Virginia and Burley tobaccos have been added, but they are broken up prior to being blended with the rest of the secret ingredients. Our meticulous pressing process imparts new qualities to the tobaccos that would otherwise not exist. The breaking up of the pressed tobaccos makes it easier to fill your pipe, while giving Mixture the added advantage of burning slowly. In addition to the best Virginia and Burley tobaccos, there is another component that makes Mixture unique. The loose cut Mac Baren Original Cavendish provides the final special touch. Contrasting the light Virginia tobacco, Original Cavendish is not only a joy to look at, it also gives Mixture the final nuance of taste that completes the blend. The carefully balanced aromatic top flavour, together with the tobacco leaves, makes Mixture a unique blend.


    Mixture is easy to tamp down and when the pipe is lit a pleasant fragrance slowly spreads throughout the room which others will find agreeable. Mixture does not consist of one dominant taste, but a profusion of different nuances of flavour that keep changing - all from a single tamp of tobacco. Mixture is a mild tobacco with good body without being too strong. This is an important reason why Mixture is the preferred brand among many pipe smokers worldwide and has been for many years. Mixture has become one of the most important classics among pipe tobaccos of the world.

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    Yep Mixture is good smoke for sure. I like my Famous Grouse by itself at whatever temperature it is. When one is wearing breaks and flashes the Grouse just fits
    Now left only to be a turd in the forrest and the circle will be complete.Use me as I have used you

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    Quote Originally Posted by 4merguide View Post
    Yeah.....I'd have to substitute the tobacco as well. A couple shots of Crown before hitting the ol' fart sack will do nicely.....
    Glenlivet and Dunhill Nightcap. A decent cigar alternates with the pipe.

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    Gotta go with the Grouse and a pipe, sayak, the Glenlivet is a little too assertive for such a relaxed setting.


    Save the single-malts and the cigars for afternoons of lively discussion . .


    "A woman is only a woman,
    But a good cigar is a smoke."

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    I have been known to enjoy the sweet aroma of deep woods off with just the right persuasion of deet concentration as to not offend the rubber of my raincoat of which it melts. I also prefer a long slow chug..if you will, of an undoubtly piss warm PBR which was found rolling around in the bottom of the boat whilst i lob a half pound fly for the majestic pike fish. As the long shrill squeel of my wife echoes through the tundra as she finds out i used the last of the TP i know in my heart...fall is coming.

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    Quote Originally Posted by cjustinm View Post
    As the long shrill squeel of my wife echoes through the tundra as she finds out i used the last of the TP i know in my heart...fall is coming.
    ......
    Sheep hunting...... the pain goes away, but the stupidity remains...!!!

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    Wink A good cigar is a smoke . . .

    In Victorian England, engagement to be married was considered a contractual promise over which, if breached, either party could be sued. The speaker below, engaged to Maggie, is contemplating his options:


    "You must choose between me and your cigar."
    --BREACH OF PROMISE CASE, CIRCA 1885.


    Open the old cigar-box, get me a Cuba stout,
    For things are running crossways, and Maggie and I are out.

    We quarrelled about Havanas--we fought o'er a good cheroot,
    And I knew she is exacting, and she says I am a brute.


    Open the old cigar-box--let me consider a space;
    In the soft blue veil of the vapour musing on Maggie's face.

    Maggie is pretty to look at--Maggie's a loving lass,
    But the prettiest cheeks must wrinkle, the truest of loves must pass.


    There's peace in a Larranaga, there's calm in a Henry Clay;
    But the best cigar in an hour is finished and thrown away--

    Thrown away for another as perfect and ripe and brown--
    But I could not throw away Maggie for fear o' the talk o' the town!


    Maggie, my wife at fifty--grey and dour and old--
    With never another Maggie to purchase for love or gold!

    And the light of Days that have Been the dark of the Days that Are,
    And Love's torch stinking and stale, like the butt of a dead cigar--


    The butt of a dead cigar you are bound to keep in your pocket--
    With never a new one to light tho' it's charred and black to the socket!

    Open the old cigar-box--let me consider a while.
    Here is a mild Manila--there is a wifely smile.


    Which is the better portion--bondage bought with a ring,
    Or a harem of dusky beauties, fifty tied in a string?

    Counsellors cunning and silent--comforters true and tried,
    And never a one of the fifty to sneer at a rival bride?


    Thought in the early morning, solace in time of woes,
    Peace in the hush of the twilight, balm ere my eyelids close,

    This will the fifty give me, asking nought in return,
    With only a Suttee's passion--to do their duty and burn.


    This will the fifty give me. When they are spent and dead,
    Five times other fifties shall be my servants instead.

    The furrows of far-off Java, the isles of the Spanish Main,
    When they hear my harem is empty will send me my brides again.


    I will take no heed to their raiment, nor food for their mouths withal,
    So long as the gulls are nesting, so long as the showers fall.

    I will scent 'em with best vanilla, with tea will I temper their hides,
    And the Moor and the Mormon shall envy who read of the tale of my brides.


    For Maggie has written a letter to give me my choice between
    The wee little whimpering Love and the great god Nick o' Teen.

    And I have been servant of Love for barely a twelvemonth clear,
    But I have been Priest of Cabanas a matter of seven year;


    And the gloom of my bachelor days is flecked with the cheery light
    Of stumps that I burned to Friendship and Pleasure and Work and Fight.

    And I turn my eyes to the future that Maggie and I must prove,
    But the only light on the marshes is the Will-o'-the-Wisp of Love.


    Will it see me safe through my journey or leave me bogged in the mire?
    Since a puff of tobacco can cloud it, shall I follow the fitful fire?

    Open the old cigar-box--let me consider anew--
    Old friends, and who is Maggie that I should abandon you?


    A million surplus Maggies are willing to bear the yoke;
    And a woman is only a woman, but a good Cigar is a Smoke.

    Light me another Cuba--I hold to my first-sworn vows.
    If Maggie will have no rival, I'll have no Maggie for Spouse!

    —Rudyard Kipling


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    Early September tent camp on a high ridge...no better time or place on earth in my opinion!

    Although I'm a lightweight on the camp favorites compared to you fine gents, it's a diet coke and chocolate pudding for me.

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