A quick note, my trip up to the site after not having felt well most of the day was not the best in the world either.  Combine feeling ill with a horse pulling during loading and putting a good rope burn on my hand and allow two hours of sitting in traffic on the interstate not hardly moving (four miles in two hours) to allow it all to settle well and you get the idea.  Combine that with my good friend Edmund having a blow out and being hours behind me, at least until I was stuck in traffic and you get some idea of my thinking it was going to be a bad weekend.  I should have known better.  We arrived to stalls already made up, water in the buckets and in general very well set.

Saturday we started the day with some breakfast and much needed coffee.  There was some general discussion between folks present but classes did not start until yours truly got going at 9:00am, with a welcome and given a state of affairs for the Equestrian College.  I figured I would be thirty minutes and have a few questions.  After the first hour and only being half way through the notes, Peitre graciously bowed out of one class to allow me to continue.  The discussion on several issues was really good and general nature of the questions said to me such a sit down discussion from dean to marshalate is needed on regular basis.

During this time it was open riding to participate in whatever games and practicing that anyone wanted to do.  Apparently the classes and especially discussion through out was so interesting that everyone seemed to have forgotten about the riding.  Up next was a discussion about the balsa wood jousting experiment, that again I headed up, as I wanted to get that out there in front of everyone.  There was a good sharing of equipment and much discussion that followed.  Much gratitude to Edmund for his insightful comments during this session as well.  I do apologize for regrettably never getting to the jousting demo by the way – there were several issues.  First, balsa to make tips arrived late, though it could have been worked around.  Lonesome (the newer horse) is a bit green about it and Angel (the backup) came up lame Saturday afternoon).  Hopefully everyone will make it to Siege next weekend and get to see some of it.

During the afternoon, I personally got in some riding on Jack and he was being his usual high strung self, made all the worse by his extreme herd bound attachment to Angel.  Once I got him going at the games good a few times we slacked off and let him have off (at this point, thinking we may do jousting later or on Sunday morning sometime).  I got back over for some of a class on elegant attire for your war horse.  Some of it looked really good and I would love to get my chamfron/crinets finished up.  I have inspiration now.

I don’t recall what order things occurred in next, but I know there was a class on the history of the warhorse which was well done and something else that I am failing to recall now.  Later, several headed out for a trail ride around the farm, which is where Angel showed up lame.  As Jack was having such issues I felt this was a strong suggestion I should not make this trail ride.

I think there may have been another class in there, but I was beat and went to have dinner and get some refreshment.  Later, toward dusk, we were entertained His Excellency, The Baron, playing his guitar and singing.   A bottle was passed a few times and after moving to a bonfire as stories starting to come out the bottle was passed a few more times.

Sunday morning we awoke and after a hot breakfast and more coffee (seeing a theme?) we heading over to do some games practice, get some pointers, and work on getting some folks authorized.  All went extremely well and we now have three new riders in the kingdom.  If you see them, a hoo-bah for Enkara of Darkhorse, Patrick von Brandenburg, and Sir Jasper of the Lakes.  Additionally, during the Sunday morning time frame I wrapped up the testing for two new marshals and hoo-bah is also in order for Erelwin Sarpo & Azzah bing al Bardawi al Murabbiyyah al Rualliyyah (yeah, that is just two names).  Congratulations are in order to all!

I was seriously thinking of heading out after lunch on Sunday, but Patrick’s two session class on historical mounted combat techniques was too much for me to pass up in the end.  I stuck around to see that and it was very interesting.  I was proud of that moment when asked about left to left passes and I was able to cite that in Germany some styles in late period with full breastplates were right shoulder passes at tilt.  The class was very interested and the mobile wooden mounts (very similar to some illuminations I have seen) added a lot to the class.  I still have a doubt or two about a couple of moves working when at speed (even the trot) but will explore that at another time.

Again, if you missed it this year you should put it on your calendar for next year right now!  Truly a great event, even with traffic issues and lack of jousting due to lame horse.

Immediate Upcoming Events:

Crystal Chamfron – Not Just Horsin’ Around is coming up first.  The event is out on the western edge of the kingdom and will be occurring June 25-27.  I went out last year and had a blast.  The group out there is very enjoyable company and very good competition as well.  (I would go again this year, but Border Raids is the same weekend and I think I should make an appearance as it is just down the road.

Middle Kingdom Equestrian Symposium is a few weeks after that over the 4th of July weekend (July 2-4).  A new idea and one I am totally behind.  It will be a day of classes both mounted and dismounted covering a variety of things regarding SCA equestrian.  I have not seen a complete list of classes, but I know that it includes some basics of getting your horse reading for an event to what is involved in becoming and equestrian marshal.  I have just this evening cleared my schedule to attend the event and I will be present a class or two myself (at this point I am do not know if it will be with horses in tow or not).  Regardless, I encourage everyone to make it out and it is in a very central location near Lafayette, Indiana.

The following weekend of July 9-11 will see the equestrians at the Siege of Talonvale.  The last couple of years the focus has been jousting due to the attendees having that as a primary interests.  I will be the equestrian marshal for the event and would love to do some of the more traditional games if there are those attending that will have horses and are interested.  Additionally, we will be doing a balsa wood joust demonstration/tournament, the newest experimental activating allowed to us SCA equestrians.

IMPORTANT NOTES:

• I am getting access to the page that you land on if you click equestrian on the new (and improved) Midrealm website.  I will only have a few short pieces of information there and still point things to our primary webpage (which will hopefully be found more often that way).
  
• There is going to be a slight schedule change on the reporting for marshals coming in the near future.  Expect it move up by a couple of weeks, as my superiors need reporting information before I am getting myself.  I will be conferring with regional and senior marshals about this shortly.
• Speaking of which, at the symposium I would like to met with all marshals attending for about thirty minutes at some point.  We can work this out from a time perspective in the near future.  Just know I am looking forward to that.
• I look forward to seeing everyone in the near future at one of the events listed above or some other event that we have such an opportunity for otherwise.
  

On to day one of the war!  Day one of the war was really kind of boring to the non-initiated.  By that I mean to say, I was really finishing up the last of my preparations and meeting up with a lot of old friends.   For some I suppose such activities would be absolutely mind numbing.  And I suppose, in some ways that is the case for me as well.  But then again, part of what I am after is the mind numbing aspect of enjoyment that comes out of such activities for me that I do not typically get to experience in my regular day to day life.

The morning started off with a slow getting up and getting going.  I had prepped the week before by slowly cutting down the intake of coffee – a questionable period beverage, especially for the extreme western part of Europe I portray.  That being said, morning was not going to happen much with out at least a tasting of the beverage that Napoleon and I both agree, “Gives an advantage over our enemies.”  As my enemy in the morning was going to be burr removal from to heavily laden horses, I was going to need all the help I could get.

Easy enough after some coffee was found to start on the horses.  Jack had a heavy burr population in his mane and Angel’s tail was dense enough to be almost solid.  Jack’s mane being thicker was the reason of the burrs in his mane and not Angel, but I can not figure the tail.  Anyway, I started on Jack and it was going to be a chore.  Edmund (Chris) offered to work on Angel, his thought being the tail would be easier.  I had to agree with him given the amount of burrs in Jack’s mane.

After about an hour, maybe closer toward two, lots of baby oil, and some swearing over not having brought a proper mane comb, Jack was free of burrs.  Angel still had a few in her tail, but was quickly hitting the spot where it was getting cleaned out.  While there were a few piles of white mane hair from Jack, it is so thick you could hardly notice by looking at him.  As the last burrs come free of Angel though, the last foot of length on her tail basically fell off as well, coming free as well.  More is the pity on that score but an year from now and hopefully no one will be the wiser.

Next up was some intensive grooming, given the guys had been literally grabbed right out of the field.  Given the location to a much warmer climate in Mississippi then the wet and drear climate we left in Kentucky, there was a lot of shedding going on as well.  After another hour or so with the shedding blade it was time to get up and take each of them for a spin.

This was going to be either fun or something best approached with trepidation.  Neither had been ridden nearly enough over the winter and especially leading up to heading toward the war.  Both cold and wet weather combined with stolen saddles had kept me virtually away from riding the entire winter.  Jack has a history of almost always being a handful in general and especially the first ride after even a few weeks off.  Angel on the other hand had taken nearly a year off without any serious work and while I expected little from her, one can never be sure.

Edmund, knowing the history of Mad Jack Jouette (Jack’s full name) was so excited.  As he all but yelled in delight, he got out and set up his video camera to catch all the excitement.  It was with amazement that I the saddle was cinched without issue and with minimum assistance holding Jack, I swung up and leg over.  To my incredible amazement Jack was almost still.  At a little urging to move off though, he was ready to go and fast.  Still, nothing compared to the show I had expected to possibly give Edmund.  Really, his only issue was being even more herd bound with Angel then he was before – which was saying something consider his issue about it before.

After a good little ride off and about, I came back, switch out saddles and took Angel for a bit of small spin.  She was good as well, though a bit more herd bound then ever before as well.  After a short bit, Edmund agreed to take her out some more.  While he did that, I trimmed Jack’s feet up a bit.  I can do it, but I am way to fat to do it often.  My farrier friend had missed me the Saturday before though, and they needed at least some evening at the very least.  After a good rest, I finished up the afternoon with a hastily done trim on Angel, getting her fronts only and vowing to do the rear feet later.

At this point I was more then exhausted, very hot and sweaty, and well past being hungry.  We headed over to Phil’s Grill for some grub.  Phil’s is good part of my reason for returning to Gulf Wars, offering a delicious mix of foods, most of from the Mediteranian area.  I am always up for the gyro, with sauteed veggies (whatever is the choice of the day) and all the salad toppings a person could want.  It is not so much something to eat with hands, but rather a fork.  There are also options like grilled chicken, portabello mushrooms, dolmas, and much more.  It is an omnivores dream of delectable tastes and has been my personal meal plan the last two wars and always a special treat even before that.

I think somewhere in there we checked out a large portion of the vendors.  I managed to stay with in my budget constraints and not go crazy.  I think Edmund picked up some rattan though.  I did note a few things I would have to look into in more depth later in the week.

Upon return to near to camp, the processional meeting was upon us.  For those that do not know the Known World (as it is called in the SCA) is divided into kingdoms.  Each kingdom has royalty, selected through marshal prowess and winning a tourney.  Typically it is a King and Queen, currently reigning as well as heirs, having won the right to reign next.  At this war, usually all of them mount up on horses and process through the populace, prior to the war officially beginning.  At the end, they each declare which principal kingdom with which they shall align.  Lots of pomp and such, but a lot of exposure for the horses and those of us doing that part of things too.

Jack and Angel were going to be separated.  Something I had not thought about before, but they both have the issues with herd bound being but the two now.  So, that was something look forward to in the morning.  Jack was going to have His Highness of the Middle.  Angel was looking like Her Majesty from Aethelmarc.  They both went for a practice ride to get a feeling of things and we talked about the barding and such and how things would work in the morning.  It all went well.

Later, we walked around site, hooking up with some old friends and running into a few folks that I had spoken to for sometime without having met in person.  We got word on a couple of parties, some of which were literally walking around, to occur later in the week so that was a good bit of information.  A chill was in the air though and after some thought about the long hard day, a plan to turn it was hatched.  A last check on the horses and a turn in was in order.

* – picture of His Highness in the procession, credit to Jennifer Dudley!

** – a few picture galleries are planned to be added at the end, credit to several people.

*** – I wish I could have taken pictures, but even when I am not fighting or riding, I marshaling or something and lo, though I had a camera, it never made it out of the bag in which it was packed.  I suck!

The day all started at around 4:30 in the morning.  Actually, I may have snoozed once as that was a bit early for even me.  But I got up, finished loading the things sitting all about the floor and room (especially by the door) into the truck.  After a few last minute packing of items, that last couple of things were just thrown on top, knowing they would have to be re-arranged at stop three.  Cooler was grabbed and away were to stop two.

Stop two was the office, where the lances and a few pieces of new armour had been shipped.  Given that I have been in the middle of a temporary move I had left it there to keep it out of the way.  Nothing like stopping at the office in the early AM as vacation is beginning only to grab things and be on my way.

Step three was the farm where the trailer and horses were located.  Also had a few items there as well and of course some amount of the hay (what was not already in the truck).  What fun it is to get everything hitched up, the stuff that could not get wet moved from off the top of the truck into the trailer tack compartment, hay all arrange and covered, and all in the pitch dark of a cloudy and trying to mist early morning.  All of that done, next up was locating the horses in the same quickly becoming soupy environment.  And of course would they dream of coming at a call?  No, it was a hike to the very back and entice them a lot to get them in halters.  Shipping boots were on without to much fuss, but I recall I had two on upside down in the dark that had to be redone before actually loading the guys.  Loading was a chore to be sure, new trailer only has escape door on one side and later I figured out the guys like a direct lead for loading, not from the side.

Once on, doors closed and locked, time to met Chris as we were going to caravan down together.  Meeting location is twelve minutes away, maybe fifteen with horses.  I need air in two trailer tires and a truck tire to boot, and the time I gave him thinking I would be plenty early is eight minutes away.  The horses took way to long to load and now I am regretting that snooze to boot.  Well fortunate or not, Chris/Edmund missed the exit, drove ten miles down and ten miles back and we arrived at almost the same time – though we had not said a specific service station at the exit and I drove past it looking for him.  Regardless, restroom, pour of coffee (from the thermos that had been made prior to leaving home) and away we went.

Four stops and ten hours later we arrived at the site, King’s Arrow Ranch outside of Lumberton, Mississippi.  Actually including the time from pumping a tank of gas at each stop as well as giving the horses about a thirty minute break somewhere along the way it was probably a tad over eleven hours.  Regardless, we trolled in to site, which took a bit of time, but not as bad as it could have been given the time we arrived.  We meandered our way to the equestrian barns, which are almost opposite of the front gate, checked in the horses and unloaded them.  It was turnout for them once unbootet while we went to set up camp.  Edmund decided to camp up with equestrian given that no one else was on site he knew yet and so we just used the one tent, getting it up just as darkness fully descended.   An aside:  I think next year I will camp in the Mid-Realm annex with the Stalgheist group.  Kind of be the first on and mark off the area but also be more connected with what is going on with folks I know and such as that.  I also think it would take down the angst I feel over the very modern stuff throughout the equestrian camping area.

Some arranging of camp followed, but how much of that can you do in the dark?  Also had to get the guys stalls all set up and put them away for the night.  As there were about three things I needed from town and several that Edmund needed, we might a late run back to civilization, having missed it on the way down by some freak event and my cell phone being MIA.  Oddly the Wal-Mart there was getting town apart for the same renovations the local one here in Danville is undergoing that very eve.  Finding my three items was a challenge beyond need.

A stop for some quick food and back on site.  Some discussion ensued about maybe wandering around a bit but reality was it was dark, fairly late, and the pillows were more the calling.  Submersion into, at least for me, the 14th century would be complete when I awoke the next morning.

* – Not sure who did the collage, but I like it!  Kudos to you if you happen by here!

• pay up and get storage unit contents
• purchase tent (Panther Regency?)
• make/check tent poles for tent, along with ropes
• purchase horse trailer(?)
• clean armour
• restrape armour
• blue armor (puchase of tank/torch)
• organize armour packaging
• redo cloasure on bar grill  basinet
• roll front edges on vambraces (trim down a bit?)
• repair/fix guantlets
• nix padding for padded liner (period style) both helms
• purchase aventail/camails X2 and install
• ? of voiders and skirt or habergon – looks like habergon is right
• jupon or arming coat
• spiff up some garb
• make a new piece or two of garb (better stuff)
• order chuasses and braies
• use above to pattern a few more
• order turn shoes
• make chamfron and crinit (w/ eye protection)
• get saddles/tack out, clean and oil
• get bottles for cordial
• bottom cordial (simple syrup 2:1?)
• labels for cordial?
• ride a bunch on Jack and some on Angel
• fix one suitcase
• make a choice about 1350-60 versus 1390-1400?
• make a sheild, heater curved opposite (jousting)
• make side/back plates for churburg #13, strap, use…

I used the graphic above because I am pretty sure that I if I do one thing a day I will be pretty close to completion by the time GW rolls around.  Keep in mind the list is kind of crude at this point, like garb for instance needs to be broke down more into what specifically are goals for the war and listed out separately.

Before I start describing the events, one thing I left out previous was the huge as long as forever wait the day before.  Then once everyone was lined up, we had to do this pair off and shake hands.  Hmmm, maybe I did mention it.  Anyway… the anticipation and even some of the early reporting indicated a second round of such time delay and pretty much pointless delay.  Of course, this did not happen.  But because of the prophecy their were, I am guessing a lot of VIP fighters that were not present and we still took forever to get started with the open field battles.

So, when we eventually started the field battles it was awesome.  It was a lot more fluid and required a lot more attention to where the lines were to stay in the right place and hence alive.  Lines, once engaged generally become a swirly mass, but watch the flanks if anything should become open.  I am going by a sketchy memory.  I do know all the following happened, but I do not recall the exact battles in which things occurred.  Oh, and today, we (being myself and a couple of good friends) were fighting with the Barony of Phoenix today, though in most cases Stalgheist was still pretty close to where we were most of the day.

So what I believe was the first battle, we pretty much closed and I was kind of in the pack for sometime.  I aggressively made my to an opening where people I knew where hotly contested and pretty  much took about one swing, one block and did not get my big fat slow head out of way and was dead almost before  it started, but definitely before things went in earnest.

In the second battle, which is when I think we switch sides and direction that we were working the field, there was a lot of movement on our side, but a seeming refusal on the other part to engage.  We would creep up a bit, and stop.  Our unit was in reserve on the near extreme right of the line so it promised to be a long time.  At some point, when we were over halfway across the field, someone gave the command for our reserver to oblique to the center behind a gradual forward move and when we hit the middle of our line there was going to be charge in mass.   The battle furry must have taken over, as I don’t know if I center looked weak before that or not, I suppose it did.  But as we crashed into the opposing line, which had barely moved the end of the field at the moment if impact we broke them.  From there, we rolled to the right, basically doing a classic envelope of the exposed flank that was formerly their center.  In the swirl isolated pockets were destroyed.

As the remains turned, there was some pockets to the left, but our own left had been pushed hard.  We turned and took on the resistance in pockets to our left, often find just a few opposing fighters nearly surrounded.  I am not sure of kills, but I hit several what should have been good blows in this sequence.  Now I unit was working back across the field on the left side from whence we had originally came.  Eventually it become a mop up job of victory, when  horse would have been a nice asset.

The third battle of the day, after a LONG delay (or was between the 1st and 2nd?) for someone to be knighted on the field was similar to the second one.  Though the tactics did not work out the same.  Somewhere in this battle, I know our until engaged and for a moment it seemed liked we were going to push them easily.  Then all the sudden a surge on the oppose side as we swirled to nearly 90 degrees of our original facing.  I knew those shields… who are they.  Oh yeah, that is House EbonWolfe and that is indeed Duke Logan.  (The same that as the spears and who I have see in tournaments, so fast, so hard hitting, and just in general, awesome).  Boom, I was hit.  Guess I was paying to much attention the Duke who was not really close to my own front.  As I went down, boom, boom, boom – wanted to make sure I was dead and going to take it.  Do not even thing it a house EbonWolfe that hit me, but it was a spear or maybe a pole-arm on the extra blows.  What a pretty bruise that left that showed up a few days later.  And glad the next day we had a general break, as I am not sure I could have lifted my shield.

The video is just funny and great and the very light editing that has been done leaves it even funnier.   Anyway, the shafts are fiberglass with a wood grain embedded in the surface.  It makes them look a LOT better.  Additionally, they are available in a slightly heavier version that, as evidenced by the video, makes them just a little bit harder to break.  They are also available in a regular wall thickness at a similar weight to a typical fiberglass spear shaft.

What is more, as we use fiberglass lances when tilting at the quintain on the equestrian side of things, I have inquired about getting 10′ lengths for such purposes.

** – picture is credit to Christophe de Frisselle, aka Chris Fraser, an inspiring spear to say the least.

UPDATE:  His Grace, Duke Logan has indicated he can make 10′ and 12′ lengths available, but would have to cut them down to ship (as the limit is apparently just under 9′.   However, I going to get some heavy and some for equestrian and I am seeing about if he is heading this way.  If I got enough interest I would even drive to Atlantia and pick them up.  I know several people might like to get them from here in the Midrealm, so let me know.

I made my way over at a good early hour, as I had not managed to get over and get an inspection prior and I did not want to get stuck in a line and miss out on anything waiting for an inspection.  What a mistaken idea on my part.  Anyway, inspection was quick, easy, and of not pain at all.  It was a very nice process and very well organized.  Given the number of those being done I was rather impressed with it.  I will note, the green paint on my black sword guards was a bit if a pain, but the open faced beater basinet getting a sticker was fine – would have to think twice on the other one though.

Then I made my way to some folks I knew and after some introductions and willingness to have me, decided to fight with part of Stalhgiest for the time being.  I had a couple of friends who are squired to a knight in the household so it made a good deal of sense as a beginner at this level to do that.  I was ready to go, pumped and had sword at the ready, helm on (since it is a bit of a pain to get all set), and sword on arm.  After about fifteen minutes past the start time I ditched that and chilled out.  Another eon went by, and then someone decided we needed to form lines and pair with someone for the other side.  What a forever long process and in the end, no one was sure what the reason behind it all was.

After what did seem another eon, we finally were able to start and we had one of the center bridges.  As we got close to the bridge, but still no where near an engagement I realized just how much of a press we were going to have.  For those not familiar with, as a shield guy my job is to protect those spear guys working over my shoulders and such, once we get up close enough in the land.  Generally, the idea of a sword guy getting a kill is not likely, short of a big surge forward.

Eventually the time came and I was front.  I think I made a decent showing before going down.  At that point, one begins to realize in a battle just how much bodies could pile up.  You read about such descriptions in the history and think little about it and even dismiss it.  But a limited front, where else can the bodies go.  And so there I was on the bottom and a battle going on over my head, until a couple of other folks were dead on top of me.  Eventually, unlike the real warfare, a marshal called a hold and let the dead get from between the lines.

The battle was to be contested three times, so a bit of a break while the first was finished and then shortly after that, back to it.  This time a slightly different approach and different organization as we went  at it.  This time we were closer to the front.  In the battle, we first settled, and later surged and amazingly I was still alive.  I am pretty sure in the surge I had knocked a couple of folks off the side of the “bridge,” which was death to them.  Then a count I know in front of me was taken out and we were pressed so tight he could neither go down nor even move.  He did get out though, eventually.  Then we were pushed back and surged forward again, somehow I got a bit ahead and by the time someone yelled loud enough for me to get back in position (helmets are hard to hear in, especially with the rush of battle around) I was hit.  As I went down, I was hit again.

I get a little fuzzy – but I think the situation changed somewhat, but it was still a limited front next up.  I know in this one our tactics broke down or we just got beat.  This particular battle I think I got a kill before I went down myself, but I am not 100% sure that it was taken.  I went down though and had some  step on my grill as the ebb and flow took place and that twisted my helm nearly off.  Just as I was about to yell hold, someone above me must have seen and did so.

After I cleared out and got back to a safe point, I realized my gauntlet was missing the linkage on the thumb.  That blow I took on the way down had apparently broken the rivets.  Worse, I was missing a piece.  Later, along with some marshal friends of mine, I did find the piece.  Still not assembled though.

What a HUGE amount of fun the fighting was though.  I could hardly wait for the next day, despite the heavy shield and fatigue I was feeling at the moment.  So, in the evening, we spent some time having a good meal, lots of mead, and eventually wandered around pursuing various parties.  I suspect some of them where good fun, but the ones we pursued were more of deep amounts of drinking and probably lewd behaviors.  All in all that was a lot of fun as well and not something, with horses, I had gotten to pursue a lot at Gulf Wars.

Below is of course this upcoming schedule from roughly the first of November until Gulf Wars.  A couple of notes though, as Pennsic is officially on my radar now I suppose that will be the official midpoint in the future.  And while, I have not made any announcement to such effect at this point, I am already starting to think of equestrian events in the Midrealm for 2010 – so if you are one of those equestrian people – start giving it some thought.  I know I have heard some good ideas for some events.

Lastly, before jumping into the schedule, I am definitely planning on attending Gulf Wars this spring and I am hoping for a large turnout of Midrealm equestrians, hopefully some with horses.  I think I have volunteered to run the Emprise, given the abortive attempt this past spring.  I would like to start getting a head count and plan to make an announcement and put some plans together very soon.

On to my event schedule – and more details on the events, including websites and such can be found on Midrealm Calendar website.  I have made a note of what I am planning on doing at the event myself.

• Dec 7, 2009 – Christmas Tourney (Elizabethtown, KY)  -  fighting (heavy) in the tourney
• Feb 6, 2010 – Candlemas (Lexington, KY) – fighting in the tourney
• Feb 20, 2010 – Masque of Courtly Love/RUM (North Canton, OH) – try to fight heavy, but teaching equestrian
• Feb 27, 2010 – Winter’s End (Edgewood, KY) – not sure what is going, but will fight if that is in the offerings
• Mar 6, 2010 – Ceilidh XXII  (Dayton, OH) – fighting and stuff, getting ready to do Gulf Wars
• Mar 14-21, 2010 – Gulf Wars XIX (Lumberton, MS) – fighting, equestrian, partying, and more!