Greetings from Sendai.
Anyone wondering how the event at Yorii went is invited to look on the BBS of Avalon
www.avalonjp.organd look up some of the images, and even a short video.
It was... interesting.
There were several good things. The first was the chance to see and, talk to, and enjoy the company of friends and fellows from the SCA and Avalon. Camping on the beach, with the flags all over, having crowds part as we marched in armor, the fact that we had some good armour, provided by one of my clansmen, as well as loaner plastic, the smell of gunpowder, and the smoke, and going over the side of the boat to charge he enemy on the beach. It was an enjoyable event in many ways.
Here's some of the best pictures-
photo.www.infoseek.co.jp/AlbumPage.asp?un=145029&key=1265802&m=0(The password is 'avalon')
Oh, if you see someone in the pictures in a gold armor with black jimbaori, that's me.
Anyone who has ever done anything formal in Japan will know all about the ever-lasting Speeches By Important People - in this case the venerable village elders of the little town at which this was held. After having us sweating in the sun in armour for about an hour (I started cycling our fighters out of formation to get water so they'd be able to fight) while they talked about... something or another, they tried to get a war-cry out of the assembled fighters...
After the rather unenthusiastic 'oh' raised at the command of the village fathers, our group had it's own ceremony: unscripted, unannounced, but watched by everyone gathered there for the Speeches, all warriors there from the SCA & Avalon swore to follow one of our own, Tada-dono, who had worked hard as our liason to the event organizers - pictures of this are numbers 2 to 5 in the above album. After, our small group's 'Bonzai' was greater than the war-murmer raised by the whole of both armies.
Excitement-wise, storming a beach and running through cannon-smoke was fun, and any time you can run around in armor is good, but since it was more for the spectators, we had to fall back every time we were in danger of winning...
There were published rules, as you may have seen above, and we, if no-one else, tried to follow them. "Touch-kills (with padded weapons) and no striking to the face, strikes to armor are not good."
We were certainly the most disciplined group. A lot of the other participants had little or no experience with this kind of thing, and most of the fighting was wiffling the spears around, trying to smack anybody anywhere, with the wood haft as often as the padding on the end. On the proceedure if you should be struck down, (fall down, count to ten, then fall back thirty paces and start fighting again) the falling back was followed by Avalon & SCA fighters.
As for the high-leadership (that is, event organizers who dressed up to tell us what to do, half general, half referee/director) on our side, they seemed to be more interested in telling people what to do than figuring out what should be done, eaning them the effectionate nick-name "Frag-san." As in "let's frag the lieuy."
It may be that, due to our overwhelmingly effective presence on the battle-field, our better understanding of what should happen on the battle-field, our interest in safety, and our better theatrics, we won't be invited back next year. Or it may be that they'll ask us to organize it.
Either way, if you see a fellow who looks entirely too pleased with things leading a small group of samurai at Pennsic, it's just me, enjoying a well-organized battle, where safety and the rules are honored.
Yamamori Korehide, of clan Yamamori
[modified to be more glass-half-full]