An Tir-West 2011 Post Mortem

An Tir-West War 2011

Originally we weren’t going to A/W War. Because of the costs of fixing our kitty’s broken leg we really couldn’t afford to pay for the gas to drive 8.5 hours up and 8.5 hours back for the war. Their Majesties heard about this and offered to carpool with us to share gas costs. We really wanted to go.. so even though we should have said no.. we said yes. It was a very fun trip. Their Majesties were a HOOT as travelling companions.

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Beltane 2011 Post Mortem

I day-tripped Beltane. That trip turned out to be much shorter than I remembered it.. it only took about two hours to drive up there.. it took longer than it should have because I noticed my “low fuel” light had flashed on when I was half way up the mountain. I could probably have made it onto and off of site with the fuel I currently had.. but I didn’t want to chance it, so I turned around and went back down the mountain to refuel.

West Kingdom Beltane is on a lovely sheep ranch up in the hills of Cloverdale. Since it’s a working sheep ranch they don’t allow any pets on site. For the last few years F and I haven’t gone and we’ve said it’s because we couldn’t take our dogs.. but honestly, now that I think of it, we don’t take our dogs to a lot of other events.. so it’s silly to blame that for our reason for not going. No, more like a subtle case of burn out.. coupled with “no dog in that fight” wrt the folks stepping up. Honestly for the last few years we haven’t been very invested in the royal pair.. and it’s just been easier to bitch and whine about the pet-free site than to just admit that we were taking a weekend off.

That said, it’s a very lovely site.. and I’m actually really glad I went. Fearghus continues to have classes on Saturday (he should be finished with that by the middle of May) so he hadn’t planned to go.. but Mark (the stepping up King) asked him specifically to try and make it so Fearghus took off early from his class and was on site in the late afternoon. Given how much fun we had (and the promise of a recurrance of the Saluminati meeting) we will probably be attending and camping this next year.

All in all it was a very nice, relaxing day. I glanced over a bunch of pictures on Facebook from the event.. and in a few from court I’m in the background.. diligently sewing 🙂 I suppose I just have to either be ok with that.. or stop sewing at events.

I did finish my new green tunic. I -love- the color. I also got 80% done with my new black hood. I was able to mostly finish sewing on that during the courts. After courts I attended Vittoria and ended up at the tail end of the Saluminati meeting. They plied me with meat goodies. So very yummy. I’m again firmly committed to being a joiner and trying my hand at charcuterie. Plans are in the works. After that I ended up hanging out in Chateaus du Rose. I had a lovely time chatting with them.

Sadly I forgot my coat at home so I got VERY cold in the evening. This led to me blasting the heater in the car on the way home.. which made me VERY sleepy. I was terribly cranky and tired when I got home and went almost directly to bed.

On Sunday I made good progress on my sleeves of DOOOOM. I’m almost done with everything I can do before my bodice fitting. I’m very excited about this dress.

Project List:
Blue Dress for brother’s wedding (Due by 5/21) (in progress. Skirt is done, sleeves are 1/3-1/2 done, bodice isn’t started)
Finalize hat class for Cynaguan Coronet/A&S (Due by 5/30)
Outfits for Pennsic (Due by August)
Fearghus Påsbyxor (pattern is 2/3 done)
St. Brigitta Coif
Make sausage

Fabric Sale

The great fabric cull has begun. My stash is bulging and it’s time to clear some of this stuff out.

Send questions to: Shipping and handling will be added to purchases where the fabric needs to be mailed.

I will be attending West Kingdom Beltane and I’m willing to bring the fabric there.
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Mists Spring Coronet 2011 Post Mortem

I day-tripped to Mists Coronet. Fearghus has Saturday classes for the next month or so and it’s just easier to day-trip than to all-out camp. I’d be tempted to skip the events.. except that I’m on multiple overlapping courts and I do want to be as helpful as I possibly can be.

The day was won by Miles Fitz-Rauf fighting for the honor of Francesca von Hesse.

(pictures from the Facebook albums of Joel Schonbrunn and Jocelyn Rowenwood)

I’m amused to report that my butt was photographed multiple times but I can only find one picture of me from any other direction. Man.. I’ve got a big butt.

– I wore my red wool dress. I think I’m going to go ahead and add a stripe of black at the hem edge. It just seems so short. As a bonus.. someday when I learn to embroider I think the cuffs and hem would be perfect for embroidery. Early in the day I found the wool dress to be oppressively hot.. but as the day progressed it cooled down and I was glad I had worn wool. In fact towards the end of the day I ended up putting on my new rust-red wool hood.
– On Friday night I made a new rust-red hood. I like the hood but I want to tinker with my pattern. I’d like to have at least one more hood in black.
– I also think I’m going to add a St. Brigitta coif to my project list.. it seems like a good alternative to the coif/veil I’ve been wearing.
– I wore my new boots.. which I determined were just too big. In fact I ended up selling the boots at the event so I’ll be ordering new, smaller boots to replace them.

I spent half the day hand sewing on the purple under-tunic for Her Highness of the Mists (finished both side seams).. and the other half of the day attending His and Her Royal Highness of the West.

At Her Highness’s Nuncheon I had the good fortune to taste MadBaker‘s Sausage (.. man.. that sounds naughty). Anyway, it was -so- yummy. His recipe is posted here. I will totally be trying my hand at sausage with this recipe. I’m now in the process of acquiring the materials and a sausage stuffer. NOM NOM NOM.

I’m happy to report that aside from the start of blisters from sloshing around in my too-big boots I had no problems with being on my feet or tromping around chasing the Royal pair. Go Go exercise and stretching in defeating Plantars Faciitis and sloth.

Since my red wool tunic is a bit too hot.. and my baby blue linen tunic is a bit to ragged, I’ve determined to make a new linen tunic for myself. Digging through my stash I found a nice hank of green linen. I’ve washed it and hope to be able to churn out a nice tunic for myself by Beltane (3 weeks away). I’ve got plenty of time assuming I put the work into it.

The cloth for my new blue german dress is currently in the dryer. It washed up beautifully but shed a BUNCH of fluff. I hope to be able to get started on the sleeves this week.

Project List:
Finish Her Highness of the Mists purple undertunic (Due by Beltane 4/30)(should be done this week)
Green tunic for me (Due by Beltane 4/30)(fabric is in the wash)
Blue Dress for brother’s wedding (Due by 5/21) (fabric is in the dryer)
Tunics for Pennsic (Due by August)(fabric is in the mail)
Pants for Pennsic (Due by August)
Fearghus Påsbyxor (pattern is 2/3 done)
St. Brigitta Coif
Black hood of new pattern
Make sausage

Letter of Recommendation

Pinning this. This was not written by me but I don’t want to lose this information.
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Interesting Stumble-upons:
The Colorful Iron Age
Interesting conclusions about Medieval/Iron Age dyes and mordants. Researchers dyed some wool samples and then simulated aerobic and anaerobic burial conditions. “The dyes included madder, cochineal, Brazilwood, indigo, weld, and walnut, and the mordants included alum, copper, cream of tartar, and tin.”

Pleatwork Yahoo Group Nice articles about early 16th century German pleatwork Aprons and Hemds.

Wire rings Interesting blog post about simple wire rings based on medieval rings found in the MoL Dress Accessories book.

Inga Hägg has a website.

Dimenstions of wooden frames of surviving Viking tents with a standardised tent.

Greydragon article about Chausse

Living History Podcast

Found mention of a reenactor podcast, “Living History Podcast“, on one of the email lists I follow. I haven’t listened to it yet but I have added it to my downloads.

Fishing Weirs

Primative British fishweirs
Basket weir
Fish weirs on the Tâf, Towy and Gwendraeth estuaries, Carmarthenshire.

The Proposal

For those of you who missed it.. Fearghus proposed to me during first court at 12th night.. and I said yes.

I was head of court for Rolf and Aurora and had attendants setup for first court. I was sitting in the audience following along as court progressed (close enough to help if needed but far enough away that the -actual- attendants didn’t feel that I was hovering over them). I was feeling pretty good. Everything seemed to be going as planned, everything seemed to be setup for court. I couldn’t think of anything that needed to be done.

Then the Herald called Fearghus up into court. I started to (mildly) panic. Why was Fearghus going into court.. and more importantly why didn’t I know why he was going into court. I turned to Edith and asked her why he was going into court. Edith just smiled at me and took my notebook out of my hand. I’m pretty sure I gave her a blank look.. and then realized I’d just been called into court also.

As I walked up to court my head was spinning. What was going on.. Why was this happening? Then, almost up to the stage.. I -got- it. Oh my. I knew what was happening.

Fearghus asked their Majesties if he could use one of the pillows from in front of them. With tears in his eyes, he got down on one knee, grabbed my hands and said “You said you wanted a story.”**

Then he said “Sylvie, will you marry me.”***

The populace went wild. Cheering, clapping, hollering. It was quite hard to hear yourself think.

So I’m standing there. On stage, under a spotlight, holding the hands of the man I love. Thinking to myself “I want to answer.. but if I did no one would hear me. I’ll just wait a minute for the populace to quiet down”. Not even thinking that poor Fearghus is kneeling there thinking “Gosh, she’s taking a long time to answer. Oh crap, what if she says no. GOD, she’s going to say no. Oh shit”.

So I waited.. and still the crowd didn’t quiet down. So I let go of Fearghus’ hands and turned and “shushed” the populace, with my finger over my mouth in the “be quiet” pose. Finally they quieted down enough.. and I leaned forward and said “Yes”. Again the crowd went wild.. and this time it was ok.

**About a month after Fearghus and I got together he started hinting around about proposing. I told him it was too soon and he wasn’t allowed to ask. Last October, our two year anniversary, I told him that it was no longer “too soon” and he was now again allowed to ask. One morning, not too long after that, we were lying naked in bed warm and comfortable in a nice afterglow he rolled over to me and said “so, it’s no longer too soon?” I immediately said “Nah-huh! There are rules!”. He had permission to propose.. but someday when I told my children about the proposal I didn’t want the story to start with “One morning when your father and I were lying naked in bed…”. So he was instructed that he had to come up with a good “Story”. I think he did well.

*** I’m a little weirded out that he proposed to “Sylvie”. SCA is my hobby. “Sylvie” is my alter ego. I accept that I am Sylvie.. but he’s going to be spending the rest of his life with ME and Sylvie is only a part of me. In the end I’m ok with it.. but I’m still a bit weirded out by it.

The plan is for a long engagement. We’d like for Fearghus to graduate college before the wedding. Also gives a good long time to get the wedding plans all set.

There will -not- be an SCA wedding. SCA is a hobby. It’s pretend. This is my life. There -will- be an SCA reception to celebrate our wedding. But it will occur after the happy affair.

If anyone has any pictures of the proposal.. my mother would love to see them 🙂 Please send them to me at


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