Our Pennsic Home
Camp Life Photography
A Place to Call Home
While the "spectacle" of Pennsic was initially enough to draw me as a photographer to the event it's the people I became friends with that I cherish the most. I've been fortunate enough to have camped with some awesome folks over the years. Silver Phoenix/Estmar, Pentwyvern, and Vlad's Pleasure Pavilion have all given me a place to set up my tent. Each group houses members who I have grown very fond of. At the time of this writing it's been almost five years since I last attended a Pennsic event and it's these people I miss the most. This page is a dedication to those camps.
*Note: Placement of your photo on this page is not an indication of how I feel about anyone in particular. I have a lot of photos of various camp members and simply couldn't put everyone on this page.
My Tent by the Lake
My Family of Three
Camping at Pennsic with my family was one of the more interesting adventures we've had. While we're not really into the whole "SCAdian" lifestyle as we're not formally part of any group or Kingdom, we do enjoy camping at Pennsic. The process of organizing, setting up, and then living in our tent was exciting for us. It does take a lot of time though, both in preparations and then putting everything away for storage.
Our tent has also become more elaborate over time. It eventually peaked with me building an actual 10'x20' wooden deck on a hillside. Just for a two week trip! All in all we realized it's about a month's worth of work all told. Has it been worth it? When we lived close by in Pennsylvania, yes. It was indeed worth it. There's a certain sense of "home owner's" pride you feel when your tent is "just so."
At the time I'm writing this page (May 2016) it's been almost five years since we've gone. We now live in Wisconsin and getting to know this new region, as well as moving into a new house has precluded Pennsic. Right now we're busy getting things here "just so."
When I Don't Have to Walk Far
The past two camps I stayed with ended up having some truly inspiring views at night. When I was able to just relax around my tent, shooting the views I saw from inside camp, I think I was the most relaxed. Unlike photographing everything outside of camp I can usually just do my thing without having to answer questions as to what I'm doing. I'm not saying I get overly hassled by folks out at night. There have been a few occasions where some drunken revel-goers try to interact with me. Generally I just talk as little as possible and move along when I'm hunting a shot. But in my own camp, it's just so special to stay with groups who care about the look/atmosphere of the place. It's as enjoyable as it can get really.
Pentwyvern's Camp Gate
The View from My Tent
Meanwhile, Out Front...
The Rhythm of the Night
As "family friendly" the camps I stay with are during the day once the kids are all gone, and the clock ticks past midnight, the fun begins. There's a certain rhythm that courses through the crowd as the drums play to the harmonies of various instruments. The fires burn bright and inhibitions are left at the gate. This is Pennsic at night!
Vlad's Pleasure Pavilion
Vlad's has to be the most unique of all the camps I've stayed with. Getting to stay here was simply awesome. As one of the centers for nightlife during Pennsic War I often describe as having stayed at the main nightclub where they put on elaborate shows for their audience. With an eclectic cast of characters making up the members who make Vlad's so great I felt honored to be among them during my last Pennsic sojourn.
In Memory of Christos
Honestly this camp is where we felt the most "at home" during Pennsic. I feel very close to so many of it's members and try to keep tab on most of them via social media. I wish we all didn't live so far from each other as I'd love to sit down with all of you and just talk. I love you all!
The initial camp to have welcomed me they helped give me some real perspective on the event as a whole. I have a much deeper understanding of just "what" Pennsic War is to so many people because of this camp. Good times were indeed had, and while their group eventually disbanded into two separate camps it's nice to know I can drop by anytime.
My First Pennsic
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