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Taboe
Taboe avatar: Netel

Taboe was ok. For lots of people it was great, but for me it was ok. Probably because for me it was some kind of half living experiment with handsewn clothing and nearly no out-of-period tools. It makes you experience things differently when you have to make sure you don't get soaked to the bone because you have to sleep in the very same clothes you wear by day.

I think (hope..) I was too busy with "survival" to really get into the game. Or I've just been larping too long. The unknown did not really scare me as it should have. I'm too down to earth to get impressed by people throwing fish heads and shouting curses. It's a shame, really. All the elements were there, it just did not "do" it for me. Perhaps in a different setting, or with less worry about OC "survival" I'd get more into it.

My costume held out ok. Though I ditched the loincloth (put on normal underwear and leggings) on Saturday morning because it was chafing my thighs. If I'd kept it on I would not have been able to walk by noon because of the pain. I did keep on the bandeau, even though it was rather uncomfortable. Somehow the splitleather stretched from my bodywarmth and the whole thing lost its sturdiness. The rest of the costume was warm enough (yay for reindeer!) and though the leggings had a tendency of sagging a bit (retying it on the belt every time) it was also comfortable enough.

On Saturday the rain came. The whole forest turned into a swamp and this led of course to wet feet. Squishy inner shoes and cold feet. I tried drying them by the fire but it took too long and after two steps through the mud they were wet again. Still, if you stand/sit still for a while the water in the shoes heats up to body temperature and the cold becomes bearable. Until you start walking again. They also stretched a bit, which made me afraid I'd lose them in the mud. But they stayed on.

We slept rather comfortably. We did not have a Sahara tent. We had only a large rectangle of tent fabric and the promise of pioneer wood. The guys pioneered two "pyramids" with a long bar between them over which the tent fabric was thrown, resulting in an A shaped tent. We put two long poles on the ground and covered them with shorter poles, creating an off-the-ground bed base. This we covered with blankets and furs and used for a 5 person bed. Rather comfortable. I was very happy that I brought our tarp to cover up my side of the tent a bit, because else the bed would have been drenched at the end of Saturday.

On Sunday we woke up OC and quickly put on our normal clothes and dry shoes. What a great feeling! Rinske had brought a small gas burner and eggs, bacon and bread so we had a nice breakfast. Matthijs came by to bring me my winter coat from the car and share breakfast with us. At his camp nobody was awake yet. We hadn't seen each other much over the weekend, him being with a different tribe than I, on opposite sides of the terrain.

Our camp was the first to be cleared. First we packed and ditched our IC stuff in the cars and then we disassembled the tent. All poles were tied onto carts and returned to the shed in one go and then we were ready to go. Meaning they were ready to go. I had to help Matthijs with all his stuff. Unfortunately they were not so far in the breaking up of the camp, so lots of work to do still. Everything was wet, even Matthijs' bedding. Apparently he had been sleeping in a pool of rainwater. So much for the modern tents!

About 14:30 we were gone from the terrain and an hour later we were at home. It was Matthijs' birthday so we ordered pizza and I made a chocolate fudge cake. On Monday we had to unload the car and have everything up to dry. On Tuesday morning we had a man come over for mortgage counseling so the house had to be at least a bit presentable. Today we finally brought the last of the stuff to the shed.

Written by Brenda :: 16 Dec 2010 - 16:17 :: Prrrr.. 1 Comment :: Link
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Jojo wrote at 2010-11-02 14:51

Oh shoot! I really, really need to get a birthday calendar... Say Happy Birthday to Matthijs from me =)

Shame about the rain! It looked like it could be a really fun new thing. Hopefully next time, the weather will play nice.

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