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No idea if they actually broke any...
Jul. 1st, 2018 11:20 pm2018-07-01
No idea if they actually broke any...
I had a delightful weekend at the Frostheim Broken Arrow event. As the name might imply, the theme for the weekend was archery, and it is the first event run by the Frostheim archers (all of whom joined the shire a couple of years ago as a group, and who got their AoA's as a group this spring).
They had asked me if I would be willing to cook the breakfasts at the event. Since I did that for both Norrskensfests I ran *in addition* to running the event and entering in the Bardic competition, I thought that doing *only* breakfast at an event sounded easy, so I said yes. It turned out to be even easier than I though, since I didn't even have to do the grocery shopping, the archers took care of that part when they were getting the other food for the event.
Styx has been due for a service since when I did the Trondheim trip last month, and, as I forgot to mentioned in my post-trip report, two different sorts of “check breaks lights” had been glowing since soon after leaving the workshop in Sollefteå. (Having just spent 10,000 SEK on fixing breaks in Sollefteå, and another 7,000 for a different problem with the breaks in Luleå the week before, we chose to ignore those lights for the rest of the trip, and some time thereafter, too.) ‘But Cudgel War is coming, and we want a working car for that, therefore we took the car in for service a week ago, and asked them to see if they could figure out what was wrong with the breaks this time.
The figured out the problem, which involved a sensor connection rusting away, but they needed to order the parts. So we booked a time for the following week, and they day they had available was Friday, so we took it. So I dropped it off in the morning, went to the lab ran an experiment, then went home, read for a bit (which counts as studying Swedish, since I was also listening to the audio book) and finished off the last of the event packing (most had been done on Thursday evening). The shop didn’t call till 16:00, at which point David was able to drive me in to pick it up (I had tossed my trike into the car and pedalled home from the shop that morning). This time the combined service and repairs cost 8,000 SEK, and I am really hoping that it is now done needing any work for a couple three years, since I don’t expect to have a budget to replace it till then (given what we have spent in the past couple of months on it, this counts as having replaced it this year—next time something major goes wrong we had probably better replace it with something newer instead of trying to prolong its life again).
Given that I didn’t get home from picking it up till after 16:30, at which point I needed to eat and then do all of the car loading myself (David returned to work to finish up what needed to be done before the weekend), it was no surprise that I wasn’t on site till after 18:00, by which point the Archers were relaxing next to the Frostheim grill set up, all of their pavilions and the archery range already set up. They had kindly saved a place next to the grill for our sunshade it is worth clicking that link if you haven’t already seen it on FB—it is a 360 degree photo taken from inside the sunshade, so you can rotate the image and look in any direction (including up and down). You can even see my stone carving in progress in its tray).
I managed to get both the sunshade (with the help of a couple of Archers, Alfálrin and Mågne, the Norrskensbågskytt) and the pavilion up and had started unloading the car into the pavilion when David and Caroline arrive, and with their help the inside of the tent was soon in order. They hurried out to join others at the evening meal, but I wasn’t hungry, so I started working on my stone carving. This was my first chance to do so since the Trondheim trip You can see the post from after that trip for a photo of how the cooking pot in progress looked after one day in the workshop there), which also shows the wooden trough filled with sand/soapstone powder to hold the stone while working on it. Part of the reason I hadn’t made any progress on the project since getting home on 13 May (besides being flat-out busy) is that I didn’t have such a trough here (though I did have a bag of sand/soapstone powder to put into it). David, wonderful man that he is, made me the trough during the week before the event, so that I would be able to do carving for the event. I am really happy with how it came out:

It was 23:30 when I started carving Friday evening (I love living far enough north that sunset isn’t a problem in the summer), and I could have happily worked on the project for quite a bit longer. But I knew that I needed to get up to make breakfast, so I put it down at at 00:15 and was in bed by 01:00. I managed to get up by 06:20 and went to the kitchen, where I set a bread sponge then whipped cream to make butter. The buttermilk went into the bowl with the yeast, flour and water and I put a pot onto the stove to boil eggs and started some oatmeal cooking in the rice cooker. By that time Ragnhild was also up so she chopped the tomato and cucumber, made coffee, took over the eggs and porridge and setting stuff out onto the serving table while I mixed up and kneaded the bread dough and baked it.
After I was done cleaning up the baking mess I took a much needed 1.5 hour nap, and then got up and spent the day working on stone carving and visiting with people (most of whom were curious as to what I was making and why). I only made it to the archery range once to wave hi to the people who were there, but everyone else on site seemed to be enjoying the shooting. One thing that made the carving possible is that David has invested in a couple of gadgets to repel mosquitoes. I am not clear as to how or why they work, but one puts a tiny fuel cannister in one end, and a chunk of something blue in the other. When you turn it on it ignites a very tiny flame under the blue stuff, and something about what it emits (which I can’t smell at all when it is burning outside) keeps the mosquitoes away. When I started carving Saturday morning the mosquitoes found me right away and started trying to “help” (themselves, to my blood), so I went and got one of the gadgets and they promptly disappeared, so I could concentrate on what I was doing.
One of the nicest things about being in the SCA is the useful skills one picks up. In addition to archery and stone carving this event also had an open smithy. So I asked Keldor (who was in charge of the smithy) if he could make me a tool for my stone work, and he agreed. I gave him photos of the one I had used in Trondheim, and in an hour or three he had completed the tool, and David attached a handle out of a chunk of tree we found lying on the ground in the forest.
That evening was a bit colder, so put on my wool. I have a rule: no stone carving wearing my nice wool clothes. Therefore I joined some of the others at the camp fire on the beach for conversation and singing. While I would have enjoyed staying up later, I was aware that breakfast comes early, so I went to bed around 01:00.
This morning I got up at 6:10. Ragnhild and I worked more efficiently, so I had the cooking mess cleaned up and was laying back down for a nap by 08:50, after which I woke up and we broke camp. By the time my pavilion and sunshade were down many others had already left, and the archers were finishing loading the Frostheim gear into the trailer. I gave them my thanks for the event, apologised for leaving before the site was spotless (and they thanked me for doing breakfast so they (except for Ragnhild) didn’t have to) and went on my way. I had just enough time to get the stuff that goes into the basement unloaded through the shop door and into the places where they belong when David and Caroline got home, so after I drove the car around to the upper driveway he helped me carry in the chests. I delayed long enough to empty the ice chest, and then curled up on the couch with a book for a bit (they ate their food on the couch swing on the porch) before he and I sat down to discuss what needs to happen before we leave for Cudgel next weekend, and then we started to make some of it so.
We added wood glue to the pavilion hub that started to split a bit, and he cut a board into a double-Y shape to be a better holder for the rope for the rope bed than the stick we have been using. I wrapped the rope on it, determined that it needed a wider handle, so he cut a slot in a round pole segment and glued it to the rope holder. I am very happy with the result—it will be ever so much easier to set up and take down the rope bed with this tool. After he went over to the apartment I caught up on email, then did the mending on one of his and two of my tunics that we noticed needs doing. Between now and when we leave on Friday we need to make a bag for the new poles for the sunshade, do the laundry (plus check to see if anything else needs mending, and if it does, do it), re-pack the SCA stuff (and I need to pack stuff for the Durham trip and finish the poster for the conference), and make food for the trip. It would also be nice to make better, medieval looking, holders for the mosquito things, acquire two more poles, so that I can have my pavilion awning up even when the sun shade is in use, buy one of those LED fake candles to keep in the candle holder at the event (Cudgel is so far south that the sun actually really sets instead of just flirting with going behind the horizon to the north briefly).
No idea if they actually broke any...
I had a delightful weekend at the Frostheim Broken Arrow event. As the name might imply, the theme for the weekend was archery, and it is the first event run by the Frostheim archers (all of whom joined the shire a couple of years ago as a group, and who got their AoA's as a group this spring).
They had asked me if I would be willing to cook the breakfasts at the event. Since I did that for both Norrskensfests I ran *in addition* to running the event and entering in the Bardic competition, I thought that doing *only* breakfast at an event sounded easy, so I said yes. It turned out to be even easier than I though, since I didn't even have to do the grocery shopping, the archers took care of that part when they were getting the other food for the event.
Styx has been due for a service since when I did the Trondheim trip last month, and, as I forgot to mentioned in my post-trip report, two different sorts of “check breaks lights” had been glowing since soon after leaving the workshop in Sollefteå. (Having just spent 10,000 SEK on fixing breaks in Sollefteå, and another 7,000 for a different problem with the breaks in Luleå the week before, we chose to ignore those lights for the rest of the trip, and some time thereafter, too.) ‘But Cudgel War is coming, and we want a working car for that, therefore we took the car in for service a week ago, and asked them to see if they could figure out what was wrong with the breaks this time.
The figured out the problem, which involved a sensor connection rusting away, but they needed to order the parts. So we booked a time for the following week, and they day they had available was Friday, so we took it. So I dropped it off in the morning, went to the lab ran an experiment, then went home, read for a bit (which counts as studying Swedish, since I was also listening to the audio book) and finished off the last of the event packing (most had been done on Thursday evening). The shop didn’t call till 16:00, at which point David was able to drive me in to pick it up (I had tossed my trike into the car and pedalled home from the shop that morning). This time the combined service and repairs cost 8,000 SEK, and I am really hoping that it is now done needing any work for a couple three years, since I don’t expect to have a budget to replace it till then (given what we have spent in the past couple of months on it, this counts as having replaced it this year—next time something major goes wrong we had probably better replace it with something newer instead of trying to prolong its life again).
Given that I didn’t get home from picking it up till after 16:30, at which point I needed to eat and then do all of the car loading myself (David returned to work to finish up what needed to be done before the weekend), it was no surprise that I wasn’t on site till after 18:00, by which point the Archers were relaxing next to the Frostheim grill set up, all of their pavilions and the archery range already set up. They had kindly saved a place next to the grill for our sunshade it is worth clicking that link if you haven’t already seen it on FB—it is a 360 degree photo taken from inside the sunshade, so you can rotate the image and look in any direction (including up and down). You can even see my stone carving in progress in its tray).
I managed to get both the sunshade (with the help of a couple of Archers, Alfálrin and Mågne, the Norrskensbågskytt) and the pavilion up and had started unloading the car into the pavilion when David and Caroline arrive, and with their help the inside of the tent was soon in order. They hurried out to join others at the evening meal, but I wasn’t hungry, so I started working on my stone carving. This was my first chance to do so since the Trondheim trip You can see the post from after that trip for a photo of how the cooking pot in progress looked after one day in the workshop there), which also shows the wooden trough filled with sand/soapstone powder to hold the stone while working on it. Part of the reason I hadn’t made any progress on the project since getting home on 13 May (besides being flat-out busy) is that I didn’t have such a trough here (though I did have a bag of sand/soapstone powder to put into it). David, wonderful man that he is, made me the trough during the week before the event, so that I would be able to do carving for the event. I am really happy with how it came out:

It was 23:30 when I started carving Friday evening (I love living far enough north that sunset isn’t a problem in the summer), and I could have happily worked on the project for quite a bit longer. But I knew that I needed to get up to make breakfast, so I put it down at at 00:15 and was in bed by 01:00. I managed to get up by 06:20 and went to the kitchen, where I set a bread sponge then whipped cream to make butter. The buttermilk went into the bowl with the yeast, flour and water and I put a pot onto the stove to boil eggs and started some oatmeal cooking in the rice cooker. By that time Ragnhild was also up so she chopped the tomato and cucumber, made coffee, took over the eggs and porridge and setting stuff out onto the serving table while I mixed up and kneaded the bread dough and baked it.
After I was done cleaning up the baking mess I took a much needed 1.5 hour nap, and then got up and spent the day working on stone carving and visiting with people (most of whom were curious as to what I was making and why). I only made it to the archery range once to wave hi to the people who were there, but everyone else on site seemed to be enjoying the shooting. One thing that made the carving possible is that David has invested in a couple of gadgets to repel mosquitoes. I am not clear as to how or why they work, but one puts a tiny fuel cannister in one end, and a chunk of something blue in the other. When you turn it on it ignites a very tiny flame under the blue stuff, and something about what it emits (which I can’t smell at all when it is burning outside) keeps the mosquitoes away. When I started carving Saturday morning the mosquitoes found me right away and started trying to “help” (themselves, to my blood), so I went and got one of the gadgets and they promptly disappeared, so I could concentrate on what I was doing.
One of the nicest things about being in the SCA is the useful skills one picks up. In addition to archery and stone carving this event also had an open smithy. So I asked Keldor (who was in charge of the smithy) if he could make me a tool for my stone work, and he agreed. I gave him photos of the one I had used in Trondheim, and in an hour or three he had completed the tool, and David attached a handle out of a chunk of tree we found lying on the ground in the forest.
That evening was a bit colder, so put on my wool. I have a rule: no stone carving wearing my nice wool clothes. Therefore I joined some of the others at the camp fire on the beach for conversation and singing. While I would have enjoyed staying up later, I was aware that breakfast comes early, so I went to bed around 01:00.
This morning I got up at 6:10. Ragnhild and I worked more efficiently, so I had the cooking mess cleaned up and was laying back down for a nap by 08:50, after which I woke up and we broke camp. By the time my pavilion and sunshade were down many others had already left, and the archers were finishing loading the Frostheim gear into the trailer. I gave them my thanks for the event, apologised for leaving before the site was spotless (and they thanked me for doing breakfast so they (except for Ragnhild) didn’t have to) and went on my way. I had just enough time to get the stuff that goes into the basement unloaded through the shop door and into the places where they belong when David and Caroline got home, so after I drove the car around to the upper driveway he helped me carry in the chests. I delayed long enough to empty the ice chest, and then curled up on the couch with a book for a bit (they ate their food on the couch swing on the porch) before he and I sat down to discuss what needs to happen before we leave for Cudgel next weekend, and then we started to make some of it so.
We added wood glue to the pavilion hub that started to split a bit, and he cut a board into a double-Y shape to be a better holder for the rope for the rope bed than the stick we have been using. I wrapped the rope on it, determined that it needed a wider handle, so he cut a slot in a round pole segment and glued it to the rope holder. I am very happy with the result—it will be ever so much easier to set up and take down the rope bed with this tool. After he went over to the apartment I caught up on email, then did the mending on one of his and two of my tunics that we noticed needs doing. Between now and when we leave on Friday we need to make a bag for the new poles for the sunshade, do the laundry (plus check to see if anything else needs mending, and if it does, do it), re-pack the SCA stuff (and I need to pack stuff for the Durham trip and finish the poster for the conference), and make food for the trip. It would also be nice to make better, medieval looking, holders for the mosquito things, acquire two more poles, so that I can have my pavilion awning up even when the sun shade is in use, buy one of those LED fake candles to keep in the candle holder at the event (Cudgel is so far south that the sun actually really sets instead of just flirting with going behind the horizon to the north briefly).