I have to admit that I almost forgot how much fun it is to be a civilian. For one thing, it means getting to take lots of pictures! Here’s a taste of the Battle of the Hook in Gloucester Point, VA, this past weekend. Absolutely incredible two days.
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I’m ready for the weekend!
I’m a happy grenadier! My coat came in the mail today!
I actually did a happy dance around my kitchen. I’m now going to take the rest of that energy into sewing on the lace. And if the buttons arrive in time, I’ll be wearing the coat in a parade in two weeks. There will be pictures!
…But not for long!
Starting out as a reenactor is a nearly Herculean task. Whether you reenact male or female, the amount of clothes or kit required is downright daunting. And EXPENSIVE.
That’s the thing about reenacting — it requires much out of your own wallet, not only at the outset but continually via upkeep and maintenance — and pays little to nothing in return. Now that I mostly direct and produce theatre, I don’t actually perform much anymore. But back when I did so, people asked me constantly if I was getting paid to sing and dance. I do community theatre: volunteer, nonprofessional, rehearsing nights and weekends around work schedules, losing sleep during tech week because theatre is our hobby and our passion but not our job. When I’d reply that no, I wasn’t getting paid, the asker would exclaim, “Well, then why on Earth would you do that?!?” When I answered, “Because I love it,” it took them some time to process and understand that.
Reenacting is much the same. We do it because we love it. Because we love history. We love passing on our knowledge. And we absolutely love running around in 90+ degree heat in three layers of wool.
I live in the States. Everyone loves to be “the good guys” (though in war, “good” is even more subjective than usual). Most people who join the hobby, understandably, want to reenact militia or the Continental Army. They want to be patriots and fight for their country in albeit an unorthodox way.
But here’s the flipside of that shilling: it’s hard to have a game with only your side represented. Somebody has to be the offense, and I’m going to stop before I descend into some half-baked sports metaphor because I’ll make a fool of myself.
Reenacting a British regiment largely means two things: one, you’ll get invited to more events because there are less groups out there to choose from; and two, there are often less of you on the field.
Sometimes with hilarious results.