Jousting from The Jouster's POV

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Sunday morning early joust on 3/19/17 The Jousters messing around with a GoPro cam hidden inside of the plumes of Sir Maxx's helm. In this original stye of joust the object is to do as much damage to the wood shields and lances, so breaking lances and shattering shields, with the best being a "snake" which is impaling your opponent's shield and carrying it away on the end of your lance.

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When I was a kid my friends and I would ride up Sanderson's 5 & 10 (Five & Dime) store. We would go through the dumpster outback and take out the bad 10 ft fluorescent light tubes. The first time we did this my friends asked, what are we going to do with these? They posed that question to the wrong person. You guessed it, Jousting. We'de get going as fast as we could on our bicycles driving right at each other with a 10ft fluorescent tube locked into position under our arms. It was a lot of fun and I do not remember anyone ever getting seriously injured, which at the time was very common. We also played war with BB guns. Again it was fun but sometimes very painful. The sting of a BB was worse than any hornet sting but it added a degree of realism and incentive to use your head. We split into teams. One team would be on the hillside overlooking the railroad tracks below and was the high ground with our clubhouse and the other team on the other side of the tracks which had many large boulders to hide among. It got boring when it was soon discovered that though technically on the low side the boulders made it nearly impossible to hit anyone so it became a stalemate. Then one day I found behind a recently vacated house about two-dozen baby food jars that had been washed out. I immediately realized that this was the solution to the BB gun war stalemate problem. I told all my friends to get as much of these two items from their house as they could without their mom's noticing. The two items were bleach and ammonia. None of them had a clue what I was going to do but some soon found out the hard way. I filled those baby food jars with both ammonia and bleach and quickly capped them shut. During the next BB gun battle, I instructed my team, up on the hill, to lay down fire while our best throwing arm lobbed the homemade gas grenades down on the rocks where the other team thought they were safe. It took only seconds after half a dozen chlorine gas grenades exploded on the rocks before they came out gagging and coughing and just running off half-blind, snot running from their noses, in all directions. They were easy targets after that. I soon became that kid in the neighborhood that the other kid's mothers didn't want their kids to be around. BB gun wars, chlorine gas, Molotov Cocktails, Flour bombs, pipe bombs, Booby traps, Fluorescent Tube Jousting, Model Rocket Engine Scalping Traps, Black Powder in Ashtrays, Bullets in Campfires, and at least a hundred other cool ideas I had. All that was 40 years ago but if you ask any of us today we'll tell you we had the best childhood possible. When we all get together, which is rare now, we always go back to those days and laugh as we did then. The Budweiser Beer & Evan Williams Whiskey we drank back then could have floated a battleship. Those really were the days.

Kevinegan