We recently went to a Renaissance fair with my dad, the first I had ever been to. There were knights, fairies, and maidens, and even storm troopers and orcs. Oh, and mentalists, belly dancers, and slightly bawdy acrobats. I rode human-powered rides with each of my kids and had to tell them that no I would not spend triple digits on “period” outfits and accessories. We watched a contentious joust at the end of the day. It was pretty fun, and I’d go to another one, though I’m not the sort to dress up (the rest of the family seems so inclined, though). I did a pretty poor job of taking photos, but here are a few.
- The kids riding a giant hobby horse.
- A weird sort of cheerleader guy at the joust who went by the name Scarecrow.
- The sergeant at arms of the joust.
- A little smack talk to start off the joust.
- Preparing to joust.
- Charge!
- A blow struck.
- Receiving a favor from a lady (he suggested that she treat the tip gently).







