There is something about being miles away from nowhere in the outdoors that makes me crave a pipe and scotch, (or beer). It's so contemplative! So, I was enjoying a nice bowl of McClelland's Blackwoods Flake at the moose camp when I looked over my the fire pit and noticed this log - I'll let you decide what you see in it, if anything. It was just one of those wow moments that made the whole 45 minutes of smoking a memory.