Well, first of all…..we are glad to be back in blogville. Between mom and dad being crazy busy for 4 days, not very good internet coverage, and the computer taking a dive, we kinda dropped out for a while. Mom said it was a nice break though. Me, I have stuff to say and no fingers to type with. I know today is normally Torrey’s day, but we are going to play catch up.
In response to some of the comments on our last post about rendezvous, we are going to answer some questions, and give a little history.
These are some pretty typical looking people at rendezvous. Everyone dresses in primitive clothing that would have been worn by the fur trappers of the 1840’s.
Lots of people add their own personal touches to what they wear.
The fur trappers of the 1840’s lived a mostly solitary life in the mountains. They trapped beaver for their hides, and hunted for their dinner. They learned quickly from the Native Americans that buckskin clothing was cool in summer, and warm in winter, and adopted this for themselves. They frequently traded with the Native Americans for hides and pelts. Once a year the trappers would meet for rendezvous. There are several sites in the west that held at least one yearly rendezvous. They would gather for about a month and trade, party, and meet up with old friends.
Modern rendezvous only last from 2-10 days. Lots of people put up a canvas lodge, or tipi to live in. They will do everything in a primitive way. There are numerous rendezvous’ around the country, pretty much all year round, but more so in the summer months.
The funnest part about rendezvous, next to meeting up with our friends, is the competitions. Black powder muzzle loader rifle and pistol shoots are a big draw.
Torrey and I stay home for this part.
Our club has a booshway shoot. Since dad was the booshway this year, he had to think of something fun. So he had everyone shoot sling shots for the last 4 shots.
Everyone had a great laugh at this, and a fun time.
Hawk, or tomahawk, and knife throwing is another favorite. The kids especially like knife and hawk because it’s one competition anyone can do.
Last year our club started the Utah state knife and hawk competition. That’s pretty fun to watch.
Primitive archery is mom and dads favorite thing to compete in. They are good shots, and have a ton of fun.
At the end of the weekend there is council fire. Our club does a naming ceremony. Most people get their mountain man name from doing something stupid at rendezvous, some just are given a name that suits them. Mom gave my human brother his mountain man name this past weekend. His name is Her son, because a year ago someone asked him who he was and he pointed at mom and said her son. He did that twice, so the name stuck.
Then prizes are given out for the competitions. Here is dad again, being the booshway.
Giving Hatchet Ass his prize for the Utah state hawk and knife.
Even the little kids win prizes.
Isn’t he a cutie, he picked a wood snake.
Well, I hope that kind of explains what we do at rendezvous. If you have any questions, leave them in the comments and I will answer them. We are at another rendezvous that starts tomorrow, so I should have some more fun stories or pictures.