Smoking Trees

The first time I smoked weed was on a beach in a town called Del Mar, North of San Diego. I was 16 and a friend had a ziploc bag of stuff that smelled pretty good. Unfortunately, as it turned out, nobody remembered to bring a pipe, rolling papers or any other way to actually smoke it. Clearly, we weren’t very good stoners at the time.

I’m not sure who came up with the solution but we finally realized we could fashion a crude pipe out of…