The scenarios themselves, like the actual battle, were absolute chaos and adrenaline. The aftermath continued with the various scraps in the prisoner corral and the women giving the Continental troops one hell of a time while being captured. Go on social media, do a search for it and you'll see all the charged interpretation that was going on. You know you've done good when the spectators are getting worried, upset, and even crying at the interpretation that they are watching.
Besides the battles, we were doing what soldiers really should have been doing. During the day, we build fortifications to prevent oncoming attacks. Well, we built them as best as we could for a place where we couldn't dig. At night, there was music and leg wrestling. The ladies did laundry, and the kids played on the rocks. The life of an 18th century British regular may seem mundane, but immersing into that role is something truly spectacular.
Allie in the completed Virginia cloth gown. |
This also marked Allie's first true event, and I think she's hooked now. Perhaps it was the throwing of vegetables at soldiers, the good company of the woman in the hobby, or just the camping in funny clothes that got to her, but she's in it now. I got her a knife as her recruitment bounty and put her initials on it so that it doesn't let lost. The tiny human also had a blast and naturally all of the picture were taken of her, so I think she's hooked as well. Then again she's a toddler, and her communication skills are not the greatest.
All in all, it was one hell of a time. In the weeks leading up I nearly ran myself ragged completing: one set of stays, one regimental coat, one gown, two petticoats, one bedgown, and one child's cap all for this thing, but it was worth it. Now that these shenanigans are over, it's time to get back to some civilian life... and by that I mean sewing civilian clothing. You really didn't think that I was going to rest did you?
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