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been home for a week, time to start prepping for the next trip
When last I posted we'd sent laurel candidate number four (Erminegard) on vigil at Doube Wars, but the court for her elevation hadn't happened yet. It happened, it was another good ceremony, with many kind words spoken. It was the last court of the event, so it include other highlights, including the reading aloud of a story that the children on site had written together, using the help of dice, over the course of the event. This story will be published in English in Dragon's tale, and translations of it are planned to appear in some of the other newsletters, as appropriate.
Saturday was a start breaking camp day, so we spent much of the day packing and organizing stuff so that the things that we would need accessible for the drive would be so, and the things we wouldn't need again were ready to just load the next morning. Then we enjoyed the evening hanging out with people, soaking in the hot tub, and got to bed just after midnight.
We woke at 07:00, and managed to get the car loaded and us off site by 12:00, which was the published "site closes" time. The process took a little longer than usual because of the little green bugs, which had been all over everything for much of the event. They seemed to like to perch on the tent, especially on the peak of the roof. Then they died there, and more of them landed on the bodies. Or, perhaps, others landed on them whilst they were still alive, and the weight killed them? Whatever the reason, when we took down the tent it was covered in little green bugs, in places quite thickly, and the thickest at the peak, were it was more than 1 cm thick with little green bugs, most of which made no attempt to get away from the little hand-held broom/soft bristle brush I used to clean them off the tent, which is why I suspect that lots of them were dead before I dropped the tent. Ewww. Have I mentioned that I have only one phobia? Dead bugs, especially squished ones. I have never seen such a phenomena before, and I hope I never do again. Once was three times too many.
Have I mentioned that I hate ticks and little green bugs that coat pavilions? There are very few things in this world that I feel so strongly negatively about to use the word "hate", but these two, yup, this time, that's the right word. Other than that, I really recommend the event, and the little green bugs haven't attended in previous years, so hopefully won't come back next year.
We drove 12 hours on Sunday, with stops for adventure at Forsviksbruk, the location that appears in Jan Guillou's novels about Arn and the history of Sweden in the early middle ages--it is the place wherein Arn built some water-mill powered stuff. The real place also had lots of water mills doing things like driving hammers in the smithy, etc, in use right up through the 1800's. These days it is a tourist attraction, and a nice place to stop.
During that drive animal siting log read:
3 rovfågel
1 rovfågel
1 rovfågel
2 rovfågel
1 rovfågel
1 rovfågel
1 falk
14 dovhjort
1 kronhjort
(Forsviksbruk)
1 rådjur
2 rådjur
1 duvhök
Then we arrived at Tönnebro, where we slept for three hours, then I woke up enough to drive, and he slept in the passenger seat for another hour or two before he woke and took back the wheel.
Monday was a 9 hour trip, including stopping at Skulleberget to climb to the cave, so we were home at 13:20, which gave us time to unload everything and put a fair bit of it away before we drove up to Skelleftehamn to his dad's house, where the cats had been staying while we were gone.
We then spent the rest of the week there, so that he could work in the workshop on various projects for 30 year and not have to drive a half an hour afterwards (which, over the course of three days adds up to three extra hours available for projects), and I used the time to focus on my thesis work, jumping into writing chapter 3 from the notes I had made on artefacts back in 2018 when I first started the project.
I did take a break during the day on Wednesday to go pick up my new fighting glasses (safety glasses, which will also be nice to have in the workshop) and get the photo taken for my new driver's licence, since it will expire this summer.
Friday after work we brought the cats and ourselves home again, and we were all happy. Saturday was mostly putting away what we'd taken with us to his dad's, and I worked on both my thesis and then epub version of the Drachenwald Songbook for 30 year as I attended the Wake for Paul de Gorey, where I enjoyed listing to stories about a nice man I had met only a couple of times, but found instantly likeable and a pleasure to meet. Keldor spent a bit of time in the workshop working on projects.
Sunday was more cleaning and organizing, and lots of cooking (so nice to have my own kitchen and pantry back), and we got a houseguest in the evening. A relative of one of my SCA friends down south was hired for a job in Kiruna, and was driving north to start the job. It is a long enough trip that he wanted to break it into two days, so my friend asked if he could stay with us. Of course he could. So we spent a couple of hours chatting with him, as I made sewing progress on my latest project--altering a pair of trousers that I found at Keldor's house. The trousers had once belonged to his mother, and so were much too big around the waist for me, but the length was good, other than the waist to crotch measurement, which was long enough to pull up to my natural waist either in front, or in back, but not both at once.
So I took of the waistband of the trousers, removed a triangle of fabric at each hip, sewed them together to make a diamond, and then inserted that into the crotch. Then I sewed shut the sides, and also took a small triangle fold at the center back of the waist, and I am now more than halfway done re-attaching the waistband (which, thanks to a funny coincidence, has the belt loops still falling symmetrically on either side of my tummy). It will be nice to get these done--they are lightweight, and a light grey colour, so won't be as much of a problem in the sun as my dark jeans will be.
Today was more thesis work for me, plus work advertizing the songbook--we just realized that it would make sense to have a google form for people to do their pre-ordering, rather than trying to count the comments on FB, so I created one, and it is already up to 36 responses. The form will be open through to midnight on 6 June, so people have only a week to order before we stop counting and do the printing. Ideally we should have given them more time for pre-ordering, but none of us thought of it till today.
I also sent an email to Reengarda's usual event site to see if it is available this autumn for the Norrskensbard event. This is the first time I have tried dealing with this site myself instead of just asking the exchequer to book it for me.
Saturday was a start breaking camp day, so we spent much of the day packing and organizing stuff so that the things that we would need accessible for the drive would be so, and the things we wouldn't need again were ready to just load the next morning. Then we enjoyed the evening hanging out with people, soaking in the hot tub, and got to bed just after midnight.
We woke at 07:00, and managed to get the car loaded and us off site by 12:00, which was the published "site closes" time. The process took a little longer than usual because of the little green bugs, which had been all over everything for much of the event. They seemed to like to perch on the tent, especially on the peak of the roof. Then they died there, and more of them landed on the bodies. Or, perhaps, others landed on them whilst they were still alive, and the weight killed them? Whatever the reason, when we took down the tent it was covered in little green bugs, in places quite thickly, and the thickest at the peak, were it was more than 1 cm thick with little green bugs, most of which made no attempt to get away from the little hand-held broom/soft bristle brush I used to clean them off the tent, which is why I suspect that lots of them were dead before I dropped the tent. Ewww. Have I mentioned that I have only one phobia? Dead bugs, especially squished ones. I have never seen such a phenomena before, and I hope I never do again. Once was three times too many.
Have I mentioned that I hate ticks and little green bugs that coat pavilions? There are very few things in this world that I feel so strongly negatively about to use the word "hate", but these two, yup, this time, that's the right word. Other than that, I really recommend the event, and the little green bugs haven't attended in previous years, so hopefully won't come back next year.
We drove 12 hours on Sunday, with stops for adventure at Forsviksbruk, the location that appears in Jan Guillou's novels about Arn and the history of Sweden in the early middle ages--it is the place wherein Arn built some water-mill powered stuff. The real place also had lots of water mills doing things like driving hammers in the smithy, etc, in use right up through the 1800's. These days it is a tourist attraction, and a nice place to stop.
During that drive animal siting log read:
3 rovfågel
1 rovfågel
1 rovfågel
2 rovfågel
1 rovfågel
1 rovfågel
1 falk
14 dovhjort
1 kronhjort
(Forsviksbruk)
1 rådjur
2 rådjur
1 duvhök
Then we arrived at Tönnebro, where we slept for three hours, then I woke up enough to drive, and he slept in the passenger seat for another hour or two before he woke and took back the wheel.
Monday was a 9 hour trip, including stopping at Skulleberget to climb to the cave, so we were home at 13:20, which gave us time to unload everything and put a fair bit of it away before we drove up to Skelleftehamn to his dad's house, where the cats had been staying while we were gone.
We then spent the rest of the week there, so that he could work in the workshop on various projects for 30 year and not have to drive a half an hour afterwards (which, over the course of three days adds up to three extra hours available for projects), and I used the time to focus on my thesis work, jumping into writing chapter 3 from the notes I had made on artefacts back in 2018 when I first started the project.
I did take a break during the day on Wednesday to go pick up my new fighting glasses (safety glasses, which will also be nice to have in the workshop) and get the photo taken for my new driver's licence, since it will expire this summer.
Friday after work we brought the cats and ourselves home again, and we were all happy. Saturday was mostly putting away what we'd taken with us to his dad's, and I worked on both my thesis and then epub version of the Drachenwald Songbook for 30 year as I attended the Wake for Paul de Gorey, where I enjoyed listing to stories about a nice man I had met only a couple of times, but found instantly likeable and a pleasure to meet. Keldor spent a bit of time in the workshop working on projects.
Sunday was more cleaning and organizing, and lots of cooking (so nice to have my own kitchen and pantry back), and we got a houseguest in the evening. A relative of one of my SCA friends down south was hired for a job in Kiruna, and was driving north to start the job. It is a long enough trip that he wanted to break it into two days, so my friend asked if he could stay with us. Of course he could. So we spent a couple of hours chatting with him, as I made sewing progress on my latest project--altering a pair of trousers that I found at Keldor's house. The trousers had once belonged to his mother, and so were much too big around the waist for me, but the length was good, other than the waist to crotch measurement, which was long enough to pull up to my natural waist either in front, or in back, but not both at once.
So I took of the waistband of the trousers, removed a triangle of fabric at each hip, sewed them together to make a diamond, and then inserted that into the crotch. Then I sewed shut the sides, and also took a small triangle fold at the center back of the waist, and I am now more than halfway done re-attaching the waistband (which, thanks to a funny coincidence, has the belt loops still falling symmetrically on either side of my tummy). It will be nice to get these done--they are lightweight, and a light grey colour, so won't be as much of a problem in the sun as my dark jeans will be.
Today was more thesis work for me, plus work advertizing the songbook--we just realized that it would make sense to have a google form for people to do their pre-ordering, rather than trying to count the comments on FB, so I created one, and it is already up to 36 responses. The form will be open through to midnight on 6 June, so people have only a week to order before we stop counting and do the printing. Ideally we should have given them more time for pre-ordering, but none of us thought of it till today.
I also sent an email to Reengarda's usual event site to see if it is available this autumn for the Norrskensbard event. This is the first time I have tried dealing with this site myself instead of just asking the exchequer to book it for me.