Monday, August 24, 2015

Whispering Pines 2015

This post is not connected directly to the Frontier Guard, but just as last year, my family and I travelled to the Endless Mountains to the Whispering Pines Rendezvous near Wellsboro.  We set up the huge Marquee tent I got two years ago when Eddie decided he no longer wanted to spend four hours setting up and taking down his camp (Enjoy North Carolina, Eddie!).  

It was hot - far warmer than in past years, and much hotter than it needed to be, but of course there's nothing anyone could do about that.  The young ones met and played with friends; I shot a bit, and shot the breeze more; we sold a few trade goods, including a voyageur cap, a wampum horn strap, and a powder horn I made.  


One of my favorite activities of the weekend is singing in the evening, and there was plenty of that.  My friends John and Rose were playing and singing great music, and Saturday night we had several guitars playing, as well as violin, mandolin, and harmonica.  I sang Irish songs, traditional tunes, and even a bit of opera, and people were kind enough to tolerate me. While I was probably a bit out of line to take a photo, I wanted to be able to preserve the memory and share it.



  1. Hey, I was there the night you took that photo. You got me just pickled enough to sing in front of a group.

  2. You sang pretty well. Hope to see you next year.

    1. Well I'll be there. Unfortunately it won't be for fun... My grandmother unfortunately passed away yesterday so me and several of my family are going to spread her ashes there per her wishes.

  3. I'm sorry to hear of your loss. I met your grandmother at the Pines this past year, and she was a true lady. I'm glad she passed her love of rendezvous on to you.