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Still doing my medieval thing.
Today I won the archery tournament, and the knife throwing competition, and the axe throwing competition. Later, much later, after a sumptuous feast, we all gathered around the fire circle for singing, storytelling, etc.. But, not just any fire circle, one I've invested much sweat and toil in. The last several days I've worked alone (plenty time on your hands when you're retired) to build something that'll be around for many years to come. The fire pit is six feet wide, lined with rock, and encircled with large rocks/small boulders. Ringing the fire pit are six, five foot long benches, their tops made of 2" x 12" planks, supported by 4" x 4" posts, each sunk two feet in the ground and firmly cemented into place. Positioned at one end of the circle are two large iron torches, illuminating the spot where I'll eventually build a small stage for the various "performers".
Tonight the whole rig underwent it's "christening", roaring fire of khukuri chopped wood crackling away merrily. I even got in on the act, telling a couple of hair raising, but absolutely true, ghost stories, as the kids in attendance roasted marshmallows. As the fire got low, as well as my previously supposed unending supply of Guinness, I looked up at the moon shining brightly in a clear sky, and felt my heart smile.
Sarge
a.k.a. Lord Robert of Yorkshire, King's Archer
Today I won the archery tournament, and the knife throwing competition, and the axe throwing competition. Later, much later, after a sumptuous feast, we all gathered around the fire circle for singing, storytelling, etc.. But, not just any fire circle, one I've invested much sweat and toil in. The last several days I've worked alone (plenty time on your hands when you're retired) to build something that'll be around for many years to come. The fire pit is six feet wide, lined with rock, and encircled with large rocks/small boulders. Ringing the fire pit are six, five foot long benches, their tops made of 2" x 12" planks, supported by 4" x 4" posts, each sunk two feet in the ground and firmly cemented into place. Positioned at one end of the circle are two large iron torches, illuminating the spot where I'll eventually build a small stage for the various "performers".
Tonight the whole rig underwent it's "christening", roaring fire of khukuri chopped wood crackling away merrily. I even got in on the act, telling a couple of hair raising, but absolutely true, ghost stories, as the kids in attendance roasted marshmallows. As the fire got low, as well as my previously supposed unending supply of Guinness, I looked up at the moon shining brightly in a clear sky, and felt my heart smile.
Sarge
a.k.a. Lord Robert of Yorkshire, King's Archer