Right, so kurlon
bought a motorcycle yesterday. I knew it wouldn't be too long before we had one in the garage after we sold the ST3, and he found the newest little obsession
, which really is a cute bike. In red and silver. Definitely better than the black. And he's having a fun time chasing me around on it, and I find I am riding better, for some reason, knowing he's behind me. Dunno why, it works for me.
Thursday at Pennsic, decided to wear the pretty pretty yellow kirtle and orange sleeves, since looking at Friday's rapier schedule, I was possibly going to be in fencing gear for most of it... ( Cadet tourney in the morning, followed rather shortly after by the Rapier Champion's tourney. )
Packout Saturday went quickly. We were loaded, the tent was down, breakfast was had, and the big parts of Thanet were being packed into trucks and trailers. I said good bye to those I could find, and we were on the road by 10:45. Stopped briefly for lunch, about an hour from site (I wish I could remember the name of the place, or even the exit... I thought I'd grabbed a newsletter, but it was not from the shop. It's a cider mill, delicious bakery (got a half-dozen pretzels and a few doughnuts for the road), good sandwiches. Back on the road, we passed Justin & Astrid shortly after. The hover conversion on Mingulay worked out very well, and with very few stops, just for gas, really, and snacks, we were back in Maine and home to New Gloucester by 11PM. Good time. Sleep came shortly thereafter.
Wonderful, white, fluffy Frodo snuggled at the foot of the futon with me all night long. Was so nice. About 5:45, I think, he decided he had to go Out. *scratchscratchscratch* at the door. Trottrottrot over to the bed... *whiiiine* *scratchscratchscratch* at the door. Trottrottrot over to the bed... *whiiiine* *scratchscratchscratch* at the door. Trottrottrot over to the bed... *whiiiine* "Ok, ok... I get it... you want ME to take you outside... why..? OK... let's go." My getting up, of course, alerted Callie that Something Was Happening, and she bounded into the backroom, all excited. I found shoes (for me), leashes and collars (for the dogs), and away we went, in the half-light of morning. Up the road a piece, not too far, did what needed doing, and then back to the house. Back to bed for me, dogs went to do whatever dogs do at 6AM. Didn't move again till 9:30 or so.
Still tired, but rested. Light breakfast, unpacked the Prius, re-packed Rosie, oohed and ahhed over gifts brought from the War, and I was off to home and home at 11:30. I don't remember much of Sunday...
I am happy to be home. I am missing Pennsic and all the people I saw there. Missing being within walking distance of so many of my friends. Hoping already I can go back next year (but wondering if I'm pushing my luck... 2 pretty perfect-weather Pennsics, 3 years apart... too much to hope for 2 years in a row? :) )Photos from the main event are here
. Most taken by me, several of the 5-man melee tournament taken by the lovely Lady Connie, from Atlantia.Photos of the Rapier Champions Tourney are here
. Most were taken by Xavier.