Ahhh, the age was 13.
Picked up a half oz from a friend I knew had it at school... older guy, held back from graduating, the kind mothers didn't want you associating with. The previous week I had ordered this exact pipe:
Though mine was black... it was cheap, and I was ready to smoke!
I had my mother take me to the guys house to get the pot, came out with a few cd's to make everything look as normal as possible without telling her I just bought pot!
I get home that after noon and after looking up all I could about pot on Erowid, I decided to try it. I had just started flying lessons and knew that pot and flying didn't mix too well, so I felt a question of am I ruining my future coming on... I had to try it though, all these other people were and being me, I wanted to try it first on my own.
I walked into the woods behind my house with my sack and pipe and packed a bowl, stems, seeds, and all... how was I to know better? Just then a Learjet came streaking over and I said, "Here's to you flyboy!" and lit the bowl... coughed... hard... looked around in hopes no one had heard me. I packed 2 or 3 more bowls and after smoking them and not getting high I stopped for the day and reread that some people didn't get high the first time. I went to sleep!
The next day, the same friend brought me a pack of papers to school and said I'll need them if I want to do it right. So I took them home and looked up how to roll a joint, I tried to roll and the first few were horrid, surprisingly I came up with a reasonable smoking joint and walked out to the woods to try and smoke it. Nothin' that time either...
On day 3 of trying to get high, I had my friend roll up a fat one for me and I will always thank him for it!
We had our boat, a small cabin cruiser like this one:
It was parked on the side of the garage, so I grabbed my fat ol' white cat Snowball and him and I loaded up, locked up, and fired up... booyyyeeee I got so stoned off that joint, everything was dizzy-like, I was fuckeddd up in what I can only compare it to knowing what I know these days as an opiate-like high, but from marijuana.
It was then I fell in love with my ganja... sorry for the book, been waitin' on a thread like this to iterate my first smoking experience.