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I have taken up rattan fighting! I now have a helm (which I bought), and pair of arms (given to me and in need of cleaning), and the spaulders and gorget are coming in the mail!
Last week at sandspoint I did one day of training via one of the MSR fighters, and one of actual fighting (I wear out entirely too embarrassingly fast ^_^'' So... no more being lazy about the cardio)
More of a story for last week, but I was too lazy to write it out.
I camped overnight at sandspoint last week. I brought a Coleman's 2 man tent (which means it's the right size for one normal human for an overnight). On Friday I put it out to air; I noticed one of the poles had lost the cap (which holds it to the ten, and helps the tent keep it's shape). OK, no problem. I duct-taped a pencap to it, and it worked well enough. Great!
Saturday night, when I set up for the night (we can't put up modern tents until AFTER the fair), the OTHER side snapped off. O_O!! OK, no problem... the wind isn't too strong... if I kinda duct-taped it together, and stuck extra stakes in, I should be fine. Besides; it's one night... right?
So... at some point in the night... i wake up... "Aww crap; I rolled off the inflatable mattress... WTF am I lying on?! It's.. the entrence of the tent?!" I was still wondering if this was some bizarre dream where I zip open the tent to find wonderland (or more likely, some form of Hell) on the other side; when the tent decided to collapse.
From my best guess; the duct tape slipped (my fault entirely; I failed my duct-tape check), allowing the pole to slip, which somehow pulled the stakes out of the ground entirely. O_O!! I was sleeping leeward of the wind, thus allowing the wind to pick up the light side of my now un-staked tent, and blow it over. Then, my weight pressing on the tent made the poles "fwing!" out.
The rest of the story isn't so funny... I fought my way out of my tent-now-sleeping-bag; put it up again sorta-kinda... then tried to fall back asleep (this time windward, so my wiehgt kept it from flipping). Needless to say... I didn't get enough sleep that day :(
Last week at sandspoint I did one day of training via one of the MSR fighters, and one of actual fighting (I wear out entirely too embarrassingly fast ^_^'' So... no more being lazy about the cardio)
More of a story for last week, but I was too lazy to write it out.
I camped overnight at sandspoint last week. I brought a Coleman's 2 man tent (which means it's the right size for one normal human for an overnight). On Friday I put it out to air; I noticed one of the poles had lost the cap (which holds it to the ten, and helps the tent keep it's shape). OK, no problem. I duct-taped a pencap to it, and it worked well enough. Great!
Saturday night, when I set up for the night (we can't put up modern tents until AFTER the fair), the OTHER side snapped off. O_O!! OK, no problem... the wind isn't too strong... if I kinda duct-taped it together, and stuck extra stakes in, I should be fine. Besides; it's one night... right?
So... at some point in the night... i wake up... "Aww crap; I rolled off the inflatable mattress... WTF am I lying on?! It's.. the entrence of the tent?!" I was still wondering if this was some bizarre dream where I zip open the tent to find wonderland (or more likely, some form of Hell) on the other side; when the tent decided to collapse.
From my best guess; the duct tape slipped (my fault entirely; I failed my duct-tape check), allowing the pole to slip, which somehow pulled the stakes out of the ground entirely. O_O!! I was sleeping leeward of the wind, thus allowing the wind to pick up the light side of my now un-staked tent, and blow it over. Then, my weight pressing on the tent made the poles "fwing!" out.
The rest of the story isn't so funny... I fought my way out of my tent-now-sleeping-bag; put it up again sorta-kinda... then tried to fall back asleep (this time windward, so my wiehgt kept it from flipping). Needless to say... I didn't get enough sleep that day :(