Medieval and Renaissance Encampments - Medieval Camping.....

About Medieval Camping.....

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For my wife, it is all about Wooden Poles and White Cloth. When all the bits and pieces are packed down, that what it looks like.

For me, It's pennons, wrought iron, mallets, bellows, tools, preserved food, dust, dew, moonlit nights, candles.


What is Medieval Camping to you?
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From:melaniesuzanne
Date: April 27th, 2007 03:17 pm (UTC)
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I joke that I camp like a Brit on safari: I bring everything *and* the kitchen sink (okay, wash basin) with me. I love the accessories, the stuff, that makes my encampment homey and inviting. This includes lots of furniture such as trunks and stools, chairs and tables plus accessories like lanterns and cushions and linen table cloths. I suppose I should say, instead, that I camp like a medieval king. ;)

It drives my husband up. the. wall. But we're comfortable while camping. :)
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From:elfreda
Date: April 27th, 2007 04:58 pm (UTC)
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Us too. I have a 'house' and a real bed, and chairs and benches and tables and lots of stuff - my poor DH. On the other hand, he's the one guilty of making it all. (That would be the Ulfredsheim School of Overbuilding!)

We drag the lumberyard out from all the places it's stored in, load it up, drive to the event, unload it, set it up for a day and a half, tear it down, load it back up, drive it home, unload it, and stuff it back into all the storage places. Hm, wait a minute. Why are we doing this?

Oh yeah, because we see our friends and have fun when we're there! :-)
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From:marymont
Date: April 27th, 2007 10:50 pm (UTC)
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I'm with you on this. I love the "set dressing".

My husband also gets frustrated by my desire for all of that. We've already come to the conclusion that to take the entire encampment, which of course, I don't have yet, we need to take two vehicles or get a trailer--6'x10' sounds about right, doesn't it?

My encampment has nicer stuff than my apartment does.
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From:elfreda
Date: April 28th, 2007 01:04 am (UTC)
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Seriously - Yes to the trailer! Ours is 5x8, and we paid for the extra height, so it's 6 feet tall. (Worth it to be able to stand up inside - but the door frame is still a danger if you don't duck!) We got the ladder racks too, so tent boards and polearms can go on top.

We leave ours partially packed, (the wooden house walls and bench boards) but everything else moves out when we get home, since it was broken into when about a month old. Guess we were lucky, we learned, and nowdays the thieves tend to take the whole trailer! :-(
From:(Anonymous)
Date: July 12th, 2010 01:23 am (UTC)

need info

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i would love to know more about future renaissance camping info so i can go is there a web sit with calendar and adders my email is tljmissj@yahoo.com
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From:melaniesuzanne
Date: July 12th, 2010 01:32 am (UTC)

Re: need info

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If you're interested in participating in SCA activities, take a look at this page and locate the kingdom and local group in which you reside. You can check your kingdom's and local group's calendars to see what camping events are near you.
From:eggies_red_dres
Date: April 27th, 2007 03:57 pm (UTC)

It's been many a moon...

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Mideval camping to me is a path of torches leading to a ring of pavillions. Everyone is facing inwards around a campfire on benches and boxes and low slung stools. Cloaks are wraped tight the further from the fire. We sing and tell stories and jokes. We invite every passer by into the encampment and offer what chairs and places to seat as we may. Somone brings out insturments and plays and we sing along with ones we know. Then the drummers come in, and every jangling dancer from here to the other side of camp hears the call. We get our belts from the pavillion and join the girls surrounding the fire.

It's firelight and swirling coins, singing voices and warm invitations to friends.
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From:elfreda
Date: April 27th, 2007 04:49 pm (UTC)
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One of my favorite times is listening to the event around me late in the evening - the fire popping and crackling, voices of people on the road as they run into old friends, song and laughter drifting across the camps. (The sound of latecomers putting up their tent! :-)

Throw in a little fog wafting through and it's magical.

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From:semy_of_pearls
Date: April 27th, 2007 05:03 pm (UTC)
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Candlelight, wood furniture, wrought Iron on the camp-fire (and holding it) glass jars, wood plates, ceramic cups (though some glass is okay) and canvas tents.

My next major project for tourney gear is an ice chest made out of wood (brewers pitch on the inside, marine spar varnish on the outside.)
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From:eridun
Date: April 27th, 2007 05:19 pm (UTC)
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To me it's the lavish feeling of fine cloth and the scents of nature. It's the feeling of waking on sheets of raw silk and stepping out into the dew, dressing in soft linen clothes and then lying to sleep under thick woollen blankets as the sun threatens to creep up the horizon and send the moon running. It's pewter and pottery, woodsmoke and soft grass, parties till dawn and the wonderful courtesy you meet walking down the lane. It's not having to be anywhere but lounging by the fire at night and the satisfaction a cool mug of beer brings to the end of a hot, dusty day. I never live so well as I do when I'm at war, no where else on earth can lay claim to the magical existence I lead on those grounds. It's an incredible experience that this year, for the first year, I'm going to have a pavilion to sleep in with a full size bed. My fourth war (people said I would want one sooner and I truly did but only jsut managed to scrape the monies together) and this year I will truly be as a lady there with her finery.
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From:ladymorgiana
Date: April 27th, 2007 07:17 pm (UTC)
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For me, it's all about crisp, early mountain mornings with the scent of coffee and breakfast wafting on the air. Good friends, good beer and good times. The sound of drums, dancing and laughing from Darbuka and pipes from the far side of camp. It's about long hot days with disco naps in the cool breeze while listening to the clash of rattan against steel, before dressing up in sumptuous fabrics to make the "Evening Rounds". It's about the magic and majesty of evening court and the simple quiet conversations around campfires late at night.
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From:marymont
Date: April 27th, 2007 10:45 pm (UTC)
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All those things you said, plus:

Breezes in the tents, snapping the pennons and making the tent poles squeak.

The scent of woodsmoke.

The gentle laughter first thing in the morning, when the up people try not to disturb the not-yet-up people.

I have a beautiful period pavilion with rugs and some furniture. I have dayshades and a dining tent that can serve double duty as a dormitory for household members who don't have their own shelter.

Eventually, we're going to have the full encampment, with proper chairs and tables (instead of the folding ones we have now), wooden chests instead of plastic tubs which we have to hide, and a suspended firepit instead of the propane stove, but I've made a half-sized French bell wedge for a pantry tent to hide away things like coolers and water for sites that don't have it.

Since more and more of the multi-day events such as wars are putting land allocation limits, it's problematic having the glorious encampment of my dreams, but those dreams are of living as a noble lady alla merenda.
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From:celsa
Date: April 28th, 2007 07:47 am (UTC)

spice and wood smoke

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Medieval camping is the scent of spice and wood smoke that greets me when I arrive at the site. It's the satisfaction of setting up camp the first night to the point where I have somewhere to sleep. It's waking at first light, dozing in and out of the sounds of the pre-dawn. When lying still is no longer possible, it's turning back deeply warm bedclothes to have the chill air remind me what the word 'bracing' means.

Medieval camping is arranging my tent so that I can transform my living area into a bathing area, then a dressing room, donning my warmest dress and hood before mincing hastily to the privy, breath clouds preceding me by an instant in the still air. Medieval camping is unexpectedly forgetting discomfort to stop on the hill and watch the new-risen sun shed it's light on the dew-spangled pavilions on the slope opposite, and inhaling the smell of spice and wood smoke drifting over all.

Medieval camping is stopping occasionally to watch fighters as they stroll by by in all their clanky shininess, chatting and casually swinging their swords, axes and spears. It's when I realise that I no longer see the weapons as rattan. Medieval camping is not being able to stay properly hydrated, and wanting to be in eight places at once.

Medieval camping is a smile or nod for and from everyone. Medieval camping is smelling entirely too much like myself. Medieval camping is noticing that nobody smells awful, actually, even after a week; more like spice and wood smoke. Medieval camping is small ales and big hangovers. Medieval camping is developing a reflex for pulling your hood up when your ears get cold.

Medieval camping is outbreaks of different textured singing from random encampments. Dusk is hurrying to camp to add warm layers of clothing before the chill sets in. Medieval camping is lying right back at the Bardic Circle, gazing at the stars, transported by exquisite harp music, eventually wondering why my ears are wet - oblivious to my own tears of ecstatic joy.

Medieval camping is cool-stuff overload. Medieval camping is thinking "Next time I will have/bring/do/be..." a hundred times a day. And it does not stop when the event is over, either.

Medieval camping is when .... weeks later .... you stumble across a forgotten piece of unwashed garb. It reeks of spice and wood smoke, and on smelling it you are overwhelmed by homesickness.... for medieval camping.
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From:acanthusleaf
Date: April 28th, 2007 03:27 pm (UTC)
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Medieval camping is - a heck of a lot of work. :-)

At its best, it's chopping up some veggies and meat and putting it all into a pipkin next to the fire for a while. It's using those cool tools and benches and barrels you have collected over the years. It's touching that moment of splendor when we are all lords and ladies rather than beer-swilling dorks in bathrobes.

It's hanging in camp with the few people who know how much effort has gone into it and won't make fun of my caring as much as I do about getting just my little corner of the event as medieval as possible. The rare newcomer who is happy to babble with me about tents and kitchen setup and stuff.

It's been a long time.

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From:baronessmartha
Date: April 28th, 2007 11:15 pm (UTC)
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for me it is waking to the mist on the field and dew in the grass. It is changing my overdress halfway through the morning as the sun warms me. It is hearing the archers strike the targets in the distance. It is hearing Loud Band play against the background of clashing armies. It is the smell of woodsmoke and the taste of bacon off cast iron.

thank you for reminding me

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From:eleyne_de_c
Date: May 5th, 2007 12:06 pm (UTC)
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Every time we put up our pavilion, and the rugs are on the floor, I look around me and sigh with happiness. It feels so great to be camping in a pavilion rather than a modern cabin tent. We have just bought a trailer so we can fit everything in when we go camping.
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From:ladyaubergine
Date: March 4th, 2009 03:18 am (UTC)

Medieval Camping for Me....

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Candlelight, herbal oils burning in a censor over a charcoal brick, warm comforter with a nice woolen blanket under it over our beds. Firelight dancing in the brazier that we have mulled wine and apple cider warming on. We have everything, just like they did to make a campaign happy and full. Having people over for dinner and then afterwards having people sit by the brazier and tell tales or taste our mullings, musing with us on the days events. I am very textural I adore touching lovely things, I invest in many things to make the weekends in the SCA awesome and special.

We have a trailer now, it is not very big but it does the job. I have a Hubby and 2 Boys, 17 and 10. We have 2 pavilions a 9X9 for the boys in blue and a white tent found on eBay for myself and the hubby.

We are late period and English/Scottish, although I do delve into the City States of Italy and France on occasion. I am a nut for silks and texture, and Fleur de lys. So our tent is fairly new and we planned to get it painted only to have it rain on 6 separate occasion! We are using the paints that are spray paint for fabrics from Joann's. You can use the inexpensive shelf liner to cut out your stencils and then it will adhere to the canvas, spray and you can heat set it and you are done!!! Easy peasy lemon squeezy!

I am a bargain hunter person, if I can get it below cost I am happy. In 2001 we found boxes of a good size for the SCA were being sold for about $30.00 per box for the large size and I waited and waited until they when down to about $10.00 per box. I went all over the Bay Area to many Lucky Stores as they became Albertson stores and was able to get I think 8 large, 6 medium and a 4 very small sized boxes. We painted them black from their original brown and well they lasted for I think. they have been taken and stuffed and pulled, to many events over the past now 8 years. However they are sadly breaking apart and we will need to make actual boxes to hold are ever growing SCA gearage.

I do cover my chairs that are not period, and we have made some, but they are really too heavy for me to move about with,so having the coleman chairs comes in handy.

We do eat in our pavilion, so tables and cloths for them and utensils and cooking/cleaning gear is also needed.

I search for fabrics I have 15 yards of lovely purple fabric that I am currently stamping silver Fleur de Lys onto to become our interior walls, and some of it covers our Coleman chairs.


Cilean


From:(Anonymous)
Date: April 30th, 2009 05:34 pm (UTC)

Medieval camping at Melusine Camping

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Melusine Camping in France has three medieval pavillion tents surrounded by nature. Of course it is only pseudo medieval as each tent is luxuriously equipped with everything you need BUT if you fancy staying here as a group we could change things a bit!!! And it would be absolutely wonderful to have people all dressed up in medieval garb, I would love to join in and of course have a feast and lots of fires. Get in touch if your are interested! Jane
From:(Anonymous)
Date: September 15th, 2009 10:34 pm (UTC)

Medieval Camping

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I loved all the comments. Just as the season is ending, I carry such fond Memories of this past Summer's events. What a hell of alot of Work setting up and tearing down. We joke that we need a bunch of slaves or Spawn! A retenue of course would be helpful, but, alas we are not Noble enough YET!

My favorite part of Medieval camping, is the firesides without a doubt! I love getting up each morning before everyone else, and smoking a pipe, whilst setting a fire, and sitting by myself. I love watching everyone getting up one by one, and smiling as the place starts to come alive. I love Breakfast! I love coffee! I love the scene, when we are ready to participate in archery or blades, and when crafting starts and the clang of an anvil starts! I love watching the young ones getting excited, and the absolutely most beautiful women in the World start to dress up! But Most of all? The feasting!
Medieval Camping is why I work so hard all year. I could lose my house, my car, my van, my 5x8 trailer, my job, my social standing, almost everything. But I would never want to lose my ability to go hang out with my crazy friends. We put up with so much so much of the time...this is our release, our fun, our Lifestyle! We choose to grow our hair long, even though people stare at us. We choose to dedicate a couple evenings a week to train, and sacrifice weekends for events. We choose...but we are the winners. When Society is losing it's grip on reality, and has lost it's community...we are building one. With it's challenges, we overcome together. We are re-enactors...we are doing what everyone else WANTS to do, but cannot do! Unless they let go of that deathgrip they have on propriety! Keep going strong, friends...it's all worth it.
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