Sitting in your leather chair you can smell the raw hide as there is a puff of pipe tobacco entering the air space as you breathe in the aged ole whiskey that empowers the grit in your teeth and the intrigue in your brow. You instantly grow wiser bringing in the outdoors as the smell of fir wood whisks through the crisp air. It is your place, your way, and your time to carve your name in history. You are a man with a beard! And, you are Man Cave!