Adventures in Chick Piping

This page is for anecdotes of female pipers in the male-heavy world of piping. Everyone is welcome to send their best/worst/funniest/most charming experience stories. Your charming hostess and webmaven will post those which tickle her fancy. She reserves the right to edit for content, spelling, or grammar, but will not exercise that right unless forced. Please be sure that stories are true, and that they are not harmful to anyone named within (no ruined reputations or hurt feelings, please!) Send your anecdotes to tesser@piperchicks.com. Thanks for your contributions.

From Adventures of a Street Musician (copyright 1995, Mickie Zekley):
I was busking at The Cannery as a bagpipe duo with Lisa Emmons (now Ellis), alias "Delicia Toad Feathers", the delightful and diminutive 4'8" lady bagpiper. An annoying young man started to try and get Lisa's attention and flirt with her while she was playing. When she wouldn't stop and acknowledge him, he kept on hassling her and eventually reached out to touch her bagpipes. Lisa and I were playing a sprightly duet of the Rakes Of Mallow at that moment and without missing a beat she kicked him squarely in the shins and laid him flat out rolling on the ground and went on playing.

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