I have been VERY neglectful. I just need to upload photos, I swear!!! Everything is typed out!!!
Stay posted for the 2010 season.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Friday, October 16, 2009
End of Season
Well, another season comes to a close. It is always sad, but at the same time, relaxing. This has been a lousy summer, it rained 90% of June and then it was intermittent throughout the rest of the months and we had pretty much only one heat wave this entire summer (90+ degree weather for 3 days in a row...). Me and Dave's tent got wet at some point and we never had a chance to dry it out (another one of the drawbacks to living in a condo) so it got moldy. The good thing about that is we do not quite look like noobs at this (dirty tent). We just look like dopes who put their wet canvas away and never dried it out properly.
Okay, so on the schedule we have a Veteran's Day but that is so frickin' freezing, I do not know if I am going to be able to bring myself to go to that. All except one event this summer has been in Maine. Not that I am complaining, I love going up there and the events are always oodles of fun (Ft. Knox), but let's face it, the farther north you go, the colder it is. When Me and Dave went to Chase Farm in September I was packing extra clothes, long johns, coats, blankets, etc. On Saturday night I was sleeping in just my long-johns and pj's. I thought to myself, 'you dope, of course you do not need all this, you went SOUTH for a change.' Granted it was not that hot, (70 maybe), but it was probably the warmest night I have spent out this summer. I think our nights this summer have been on average in the 60 degree range.
Well, another season behind us and once again me and Dave suffer from post-encampment depression. We like to reminisce, but we always miss the people.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Train Robbery
October 10, 2009
You would think the citizens of Portland would be sick of us by now...
I actually do not have any photos of this event (that I can find right now) because I was busy defending the money on the train from the Confederates.
Todd galvanized, too (dammit). And we found out that I am REALLY slow at loading a gun. I would have been dead ten times over if this was real.
You would think the citizens of Portland would be sick of us by now...
I actually do not have any photos of this event (that I can find right now) because I was busy defending the money on the train from the Confederates.
Todd galvanized, too (dammit). And we found out that I am REALLY slow at loading a gun. I would have been dead ten times over if this was real.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Chase Farm
September 12-13, 2009
The quote for this weekend: "NEVER tell your wife anything!"
Me and Dave went down separately because I had a class and he was a half hour away from Lincoln, RI at work. There was no point in him going back home and then turning around again. He got down there and the guys from the 1st Maryland (the only ones we really knew down there) helped him put our tent up in the rain (cracked a tent pole dammit).
Well, I called as I was heading down there & he told me his truck was dead. A slight problem since it was parked right outside camp. He spoke to me on the phone and told me about it then I heard in the background one of the guys shout "Never tell your wife anything!" So he tried to deny it.
Next morning things went from bad (the night before) to worse as he got a call from work and his battery needed replacing, there was no mistake, it had to be replaced. So he left and headed back home and called me a little while later & told me his electronics were flipping out. Which upgraded the problem from battery, to alternator. To make a long story short, the new battery that he got on Saturday, lasted him until Tuesday night.
By Saturday night, the small access road was soup. I looked at the mud and said to myself, 'there is no way my little front wheel drive Volvo wagon is going to make it out of here this way,' which is why the people in charge of the event shut the worst part of the road down. Yeti did show me another way that I could get up to the camp site which would not cause me to get stuck or slide down the hill backwards. He had scouted the area on Thursday and found a little used access road.
There was night firing at the Confederate camp on Saturday night, that was really cool. A Federal cannon actually fired back a couple of times, we had the better location though.
Captain Henry was court martialed for supporting Miss Joy's brothel and his punishment was to ride a stick horse throughout the Confederate camp. It made horse noises, too.
I actually got my union pants and kepi on the Friday before the event (for when I galvanize at Train Robberies). I had them with me because I did not go home after work on Friday. It all worked out because I got to help with an artillery crew. Obviously, I did not do anything much because I had no experience, but it was really neat to stand behind those cannons as they went off.
I have to thank Chris and Pam for taking my camera and catching these photos for me. Thank you so much guys! You did a great job!
And those are just two out of several they took.
The quote for this weekend: "NEVER tell your wife anything!"
Me and Dave went down separately because I had a class and he was a half hour away from Lincoln, RI at work. There was no point in him going back home and then turning around again. He got down there and the guys from the 1st Maryland (the only ones we really knew down there) helped him put our tent up in the rain (cracked a tent pole dammit).
Well, I called as I was heading down there & he told me his truck was dead. A slight problem since it was parked right outside camp. He spoke to me on the phone and told me about it then I heard in the background one of the guys shout "Never tell your wife anything!" So he tried to deny it.
Next morning things went from bad (the night before) to worse as he got a call from work and his battery needed replacing, there was no mistake, it had to be replaced. So he left and headed back home and called me a little while later & told me his electronics were flipping out. Which upgraded the problem from battery, to alternator. To make a long story short, the new battery that he got on Saturday, lasted him until Tuesday night.
By Saturday night, the small access road was soup. I looked at the mud and said to myself, 'there is no way my little front wheel drive Volvo wagon is going to make it out of here this way,' which is why the people in charge of the event shut the worst part of the road down. Yeti did show me another way that I could get up to the camp site which would not cause me to get stuck or slide down the hill backwards. He had scouted the area on Thursday and found a little used access road.
There was night firing at the Confederate camp on Saturday night, that was really cool. A Federal cannon actually fired back a couple of times, we had the better location though.
Captain Henry was court martialed for supporting Miss Joy's brothel and his punishment was to ride a stick horse throughout the Confederate camp. It made horse noises, too.
I actually got my union pants and kepi on the Friday before the event (for when I galvanize at Train Robberies). I had them with me because I did not go home after work on Friday. It all worked out because I got to help with an artillery crew. Obviously, I did not do anything much because I had no experience, but it was really neat to stand behind those cannons as they went off.
I have to thank Chris and Pam for taking my camera and catching these photos for me. Thank you so much guys! You did a great job!
And those are just two out of several they took.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Train robbery
September 5, 2009
Labor Day weekend!
Like the bad penny, we return to terrorize the hapless citizens of Portland, ME.
This time, instead of the huge bus (like we usually end up having at the end of the day) there was a huge cruise ship docked at the harbor! Me and Dave saw it as soon as we crested the hill to head down to the waterfront! It was huge...meaning there would be a lot of people...
Our observations did not disappoint.
I had the little dog with me, so I was planning on setting up a table like I did last time, unfortunately I forgot to tell Mike I was going to do that & he did not bring the table. Instead me and the little dog rode the train and I kept up dialog with passengers during the day as we had a packed train almost every ride.
Todd, unfortunately, was asked to galvanize again. He comes from Florida to go gray (well, he has family up here, too, but that's besides the point!). I am going to have to do something about that. I learned how to use the rifle for just this kind of situation when we are short of hands.
The number of people who came to ride the train was great. They did not have the steam engine going because they could not get the guy who stokes the coals to come up and spend the day. I do not blame him, it was labor day weekend and he probably had to choose between driving up from Mass. or going to a family picnic... personally, I would drive up from Mass. to stoke the coals, but that is just me. The part I disliked the most was that everything smelled like diesel and it kind of took away from the ambiance. Oh, well, the spectators enjoyed it & that is all that matters.
The little dog loves Kate. She was here when we picked him up at Logan Airport at 11:30pm...ask her about the FedEx trucks...
Labor Day weekend!
Like the bad penny, we return to terrorize the hapless citizens of Portland, ME.
This time, instead of the huge bus (like we usually end up having at the end of the day) there was a huge cruise ship docked at the harbor! Me and Dave saw it as soon as we crested the hill to head down to the waterfront! It was huge...meaning there would be a lot of people...
Our observations did not disappoint.
I had the little dog with me, so I was planning on setting up a table like I did last time, unfortunately I forgot to tell Mike I was going to do that & he did not bring the table. Instead me and the little dog rode the train and I kept up dialog with passengers during the day as we had a packed train almost every ride.
Todd, unfortunately, was asked to galvanize again. He comes from Florida to go gray (well, he has family up here, too, but that's besides the point!). I am going to have to do something about that. I learned how to use the rifle for just this kind of situation when we are short of hands.
The number of people who came to ride the train was great. They did not have the steam engine going because they could not get the guy who stokes the coals to come up and spend the day. I do not blame him, it was labor day weekend and he probably had to choose between driving up from Mass. or going to a family picnic... personally, I would drive up from Mass. to stoke the coals, but that is just me. The part I disliked the most was that everything smelled like diesel and it kind of took away from the ambiance. Oh, well, the spectators enjoyed it & that is all that matters.
The little dog loves Kate. She was here when we picked him up at Logan Airport at 11:30pm...ask her about the FedEx trucks...
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