This past weekend was a kind of eclectic mix of reenact-y fun of different sorts plus some straight up non-historical good times.
I left home fairly late on Friday night and drove down to Mike's place where we both stayed up too late finishing our new Civil War outfits.
We were up early Saturday morning, and headed out to a timeline event at Ft. Meigs in Ohio where we met up with Tyler. Since it was a timeline, we could wear whatever we wanted, and decided to go with the 18th century for the majority of the day. Mike and Tyler hooked up with Daniel O'Connell from the King's 8th Reg
and borrowed various pieces to complete their kits, although Tyler later on joined up with some other friends for an Australian WW2 impression.
(In order: Tyler, me, Mike)( I wore my basic 18th cen ensemble, and finally got decent pictures of it. )
We met, and talked to, a lot of people at the fort. It seemed we could hardly walk a couple of yards before someone else that Tyler knew came up and engaged us in conversation. I quickly discovered that while hanging out with Mike and Tyler is great fun, spending time with a group of guys is very, very different from hanging out with a girlfriend or two. The biggest difference was the style of shop talk. All of Tyler's aquiantences are very knowledgeable, and care deeply about their specific time periods and crafts, and can wax poetic on the most mundane of topics. The latest Big Thing within this particular group of people is the recent forming of an 1812 group, the 1st Regiment of Volunteers
, which Mike, Tyler, and I are all planning on being involved with. This resulted in what seemed like hours upon hours of talk about haversacks and cartridge boxes and buttons and coatees vs. jackets and hats and shakos and cockades etc. etc.
All of the uniform talk made me very grateful to finally get a chance to meet Ericka Osen, who I'd exchanged an email or two with, but had never spoken to before. She was incredibly friendly and welcoming, and basicly offered to set me up with anything I might need at a reenactment with the 1st reg. I felt fairly privilaged to spend time chatting and shopping with her, as she really, really knows her stuff having been head of clothing at Conner Prairie and Greenfield Village for quite a few years.( All the talking aside, we pretty much just mosey-ed about the fort all day. )
We ended the afternoon just relaxing with the WW2 guys, before heading back to Mike's home.
Katie joined us there that evening, as did a couple girls which Mike had met at Greenfield village, and we tromped through the woods behind his house to the place where we had planned on camping. It was incredibly soggy out from the torrential rain the night before, and it was a fairly unanimous decision to NOT camp and just have fun anyway. We rounded out the evening with a swim in his neighbor's pool before the other girls left, and Katie, Mike, Tyler, and I crashed in the basement where we watched most of Zoolander before falling asleep.
Sunday the 21st was Mike's 21st birthday.
We went antiquing in the morning, and even though I hadn't planned on spending money, I found a really nice fashion plate from 1828, which was priced ridiculously low, that I had to buy. I think Tyler got a print of a Remington painting, but the others came away empty-handed.
We got back to the house shortly before lunch, where we were joined by a couple others, and all got dressed in our finery for an afternoon of shooting flintlocks.
I wore my brand new Civil War day dress, which ended up not really resembling the dress from Cold Mountain at all.
True to form, it wasn't entirely finished (though I suppose I can cut myself a little
slack this time as I had less than a week to make it in). I didn't have time to make a collar and cuffs, which it desperately needs, and I'd like to add some more trim on the sleeves.
) already posted pictures from the day, and I have a bunch of photos from the afternoon (and more from Ft. Meigs) on my flickr page
We shot for an hour or two, and were completely dripping with sweat by the end of it. The weather was hot... sunny and humid, and we were all grateful to strip off our many layers of clothing and jump in the pool again. Swimming, brandy, chocolate cheesecake, and pipes filled the end of the day nicely before Tyler headed back to Ohio. Katie and I left for home the following day, and that was that.