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March 2017



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as i walk these streets i know

It's finally Spring in New England (I got out of Wisconsin just in time, apparently; I beat the blizzard by a day) and I get to be home with my dog for a whole three weeks before I head back to the Midwest.

With spring come the historical re-enactors. There's a pile of them camped out on the town common currently, firing off muskets and terrifying my poor dog. He would like you to know that he is not a gun dog. He doesn't mind thunderstorms in the least, but the musketry was bad enough that he had to climb into my lap and tremble.

I was half tempted to go out there and give them a piece of my mind, but I suppose it wouldn't be neighborly. And they probably have a permit or something.

The bugler playing Taps horribly was more frightening to me. But I'm not a Briard.

ETA: Oh, god, now they're playing fiddle. Badly.


Yeah. I'm in Seattle and the closest I have seen re-enactors for non-SCAdian periods is all the way down at Fort Stevens Park in Astoria, Oregon. I do hear that Fort Casey and such places also get them occasionally. SCA on the other hand...
I'm near Tacoma, and there is a group over at Fort Steilacoom that occasionally re-enacts various Civil War battles at Fort Steilacoom Park. But they're the only ones I've seen.

There are several local organizations (Fort Nisqually at Point Defiance in Tacoma, and Fort Vancouver in Vancouver, Washington) that do fur trade living history, though. And every little town has its historical society, usually with a tiny volunteer-run museum attached.

But yes, SCA is everywhere [g].