Angola civil war days, 2012

Angola civil war days was a very small event with multiple times being represented. It was very rainy, and when it wasn't raining it was misting. At first it was not that bad, just a drizzle now and then, but then the clouds opened up and it started pouring that cold driving rain. We all gathered under the pavilion, to wait out the rain. Just outside the pavilion was a large tent selling hot dogs for fifty cents, and a large cup of hot chocolate for a quarter...I bought two hot chocolates, and I swear it never tasted so good. After the rain stopped for a while, we went back to the officers tent, and met a half apache man running a sutler tent right beside us. He was a very interesting man. He lead guided elk hunts with bows and arrows out west. He tolled us once of a time when he was hunting those little prairie chickens, and the game warden came up (They are very good friends) and said "you are really starting to piss me off" The man said "why? I have all the licenses to hunt these" and the warden said "I have been trying for eight years to kill one of those things with a .22 rifle, and here you go shooting four of them with a damn bow and arrow!"

connor praire, 2012

My second event was an actual battle reenactment, at Connor prairie. I had a good time, even though it was extremely hot, and I was not used to this yet. I had to borrow all of my gear, and messed everybody up in drill, causing at least one near head on collision. (I am kind of proud of that for some reason).  But people say I am a quick learner, and I guess that proved to be true, because I caught on pretty quick, to just do as everybody else does for most stuff. The first battle of the weekend, I used only caps for the musket, but I proved myself so well, they let me use the actual cartridges the next day. I Bought a pack of partridges from fall creek sutlery, who had a tent at that event, and the only problem I had with them is the wadding it them makes it hard to ram down when doing demonstrations for people.

My first reenactment, was a little event with the boy scouts, standing in front of the a statue of Abraham Lincoln. It was early or mid February, and the sack coat and trousers they let me borrow kept me warm. The only part of me that was cold was my face and fingers. I held the flag, and it was rather difficult, with heavy winds, but I kept it from touching the ground (even if it was slapping the other men in the face), and I guess that is the important part. The people I met that day where very nice to me, and they turned out to be some of the friendliest people I know. besides me their must have been about seven other men, most in there forties I would guess. I believe I joined the right unit. It is a small unit of around 20 members, of which only a few are regulars. But they are nice people, and the men in the other units are very nice as well.

Hello, my name is Caleb Davis, and this blog will tell about my adventures, experiences, and stories I have heard in my time as a reenactor. I will share, my stories, stories that people have tolled me, and my general experiences as a civil war reenactor.