||[May. 9th, 2010|03:17 pm]
Another Terrific weekend in Indiana|
We left for the Culver Military Academy in Culver, Indiana on Friday. For some reason, the GPS sent us on a new route, through the wilds of Indiana, up through Lafayette and beyond. Indiana drivers are unique. The ones in the interior--who drive with no lights or brights on in the dark--are exciting. It started raining part-way there, and it was rainy and blustery when we pulled in. We decided not to set up a sleeping tent--they graciously offered us a motel room instead--and we set up a work shelter instead. Julie got to set up her looms inside a building, and I ended up not setting up many small items outside because the wind kept blowing them away. The motel room was modest, but it provided a warm and dry place to sleep. The biggest problem was when Julie--used to sleeping with a dozen pillow--yanked mine out from beneat5h my head during the night. I woke up, but I'm not certainly she did even with me yelling at her.
After a very nice potluck, we went to the motel and, in the morning, were told that the wind had blown down our work shelter. It had been so strong that it blew down many of the tents in the reenactment area; friend Dave Schmid and a pal were beneath an oil-cloth lean-to tat was flattened by the wind and torn to boot.
The day itself was cold and windy and occasionally rainy. Very few MoPs showed up, but those who did were very appreciate and friendly. I got to answer questions like:
"Were there any real Vikings?" (by a kid who had just seen the "How to Train Your Dragon" film)
"Isn't it cold for you?" Answer: Yes, but you're worth it :)
"Is that a powder horn?" No, it's a blowing horn; gunpowder hadn't been invented yet
A couple kids were fascinated by me, coming up and asking me questions. Julie said it was because I was in a longish robe and a hood; she said I looked like a Walt Disney dwarf. To show you how much I love her, I still brought her back. The mother came up later and thanked me for talking with them and being nice, and let me tell you, that was more fulfilling than a passel of fantasy awards!
There were plenty of 18C reenactors, mostly F&I, a pair of 187C Dutch reenactors; a voyageur; a blacksmith; and the usual WWII camp manned with students. there was also a WWI unit for the first time, and a single barbaric Celt or Gaul, who marched with the bagpipe band (who mem bers had a variety of eras in it). Indoors, at the textile area, there were a lot of textile crafts set up from several different eras; reportedly, they had more visitors than the outdoor attractions! There was a lot of talking shop, which is my favorite part of timelines.
A kid wearing a Union kepi was thrilled. Lots of people were fascinated, perhaps more by the act that we were there at all than in what we had). We spent a lot of time talking among ourselves as usual, and seeking warm refuge in the Naval Building, where the textile workers had been set up. julifolo got to spend the day indoors, which she liked, setting up her new warp-weighted loom. I assume that she'll tell all about when she's recovered :)
It got colder through the day; I really have to finish my cloak! A storm was coming in, so we tore the camp down at the end of the day. So did quite a few others, and many took off after dinner. We stayed around, talking to people and having fun until the day of working in the cold got to me, and I had to go to bed. We woke up early this morning and took off, this time making certain we went through Kankakee. It was early enough that the roads were fairly empty. We got home safely, made a trip to Farm and Fleet, and then I started working on the photos shot during the weekend. You can see hem at http://www.flickr.com/photos/folo/sets/72157623900982217/
What was it with the wind this weekend? Here in New England we had bad winds on Saturday and had to pull down our dining fly because the stakes kept pulling out. We had gusts of 50 mph Saturday night that kept me up for most of the night listening to canvas flapping. Several people lost tents or had damage. The winds were so bad on Sunday that we didn't even bother with the fly. We tried again on Monday (school day), but ended up pulling it down again about halfway through the day due to the winds.
I'm usually not wild about returning to the office after a three day weekend. But today it's bliss to not be fighting the wind.
You don't know how true you speak. This weekend at a Regia event in England, they were beset by cold, rain and--yes you guessed it--high winds!