jamesq | Miscelleous SCAdian Adventures

August Investiture was fun.

conejita_diabla and I went.

I didn't shoot as well as I'd have liked (because I was shooting for my inspiration, who deserved a better showing then what I provided).

There was one of those awesome prairie wrath-of-god thunder storms that blew through. My pup tent survived and we stayed dry and had a great light show.

Afterwards we made our way to the Awning of Dryness to socialize with the few hardys that had sat out the storm. Along the way, I joke to

manyra that the beer was mine (it wasn't, and when she took me seriously I added "no, not really" - this becomes important later). I got the dreaded cloven fruit from

bradwardyn (along with a kiss) and passed it on to

ya_inga (who's had I kissed). All-in-all a pleasant change from my first cloven fruit experience. I think I'm going to change my policy. I just won't be passing it on to Madame X.

That night, I had a visitor to my sleeping bag. I felt something cold and damp on my collarbone. I woke up thinking "The tent better not be leaking" as I reached up to brush the moisture away. That's when I grabbed a small, smooth animal that was sitting on me. I tossed it aside. Then I sat up and turned on the flashlight because I didn't want some unknown and unseen creature wandering around the tent. It was a salamander. I picked it up again and tossed it out of the tent this time.

The next day was Curia, which was nowhere near as onerous as my first one six months earlier.

after that I went back to pack up my camp only to find half a case of Heineken next to my tent.

"What's this?"
"Oh, manyra dropped that off - said it was yours"
"D'oh! I guess she didn't hear me when I said they weren't mine"

What else could I do? I kept them.

The next big SCA thing that I went to was Harvest Feast. It too was a lot of fun.

The weather having turned to possible sub-zero-at-night, I decided not to camp. Got a room at a nearby hotel instead.

There was another archery tournament. Of the people competing for the title, I estimate I came in third. I was beaten by one point by Argent and two points by (Bitter End's new archery champion) Phelan. In the non-title category, three people did even better. Given that there were well over twenty people competing, I'd say I did all right.

Nothing really spectacular happened at the event. It was fun and i love playing dress-up with friends I only see at events. The feast was good, as I've come to expect from the Bitter Endians.

I do love the spectacularly bizarre courts that we are getting with our new Baroness. Wilma has a good stage presence with fine comedic timing and the attention span of a toddler high on cocaine. It's a little like having a cross between Lucille Ball and Daffy Duck as your royalty.

After the event, we checked into the hotel. The night manager checked us into 224, but told us we were in 244. She also programmed the key for 244. this wouldn't have been so bad except we woke up the guy in 244. Whoops!