I too forgot to take a camera. Mine isn't digital anyway so that probably didn't matter. This was my first pipe show and I thoroughly enjoyed it. My girlfriend even enjoyed it. She said it was fun watching me get so excited as we moved from table to table.
I was like a kid in a candy store. Didn't know what to look at next. Wound up buying three pipes: a GBD Rhodesian that smokes like a dream, a bent billiard meer that I haven't tried yet and a Learned (probably have the name wrong, I'm at work and the old memory ain't what it used to be.) He's a pipe maker who was attending his last show.
Also came away with about thirty or so tins of tobacco including three tins of Peterson Sherlock Holmes with the old label.
All the folks were very friendly and the atmosphere was redolent with the heavenly aroma of burning pipe tobacco.
Got to meet Rad Davis and probably some other BoBers without realizing it.
Definately worth the eight hour drive.
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A pipe is to the troubled soul what caresses of a mother are for her suffering child. Indian Proverb