I am drawn to the lake for some reason. Especially at night.

Definitely Rune Stone Hill...the shade and breeze that seems ever present there make it a great nap and cooling point.

The battlefield....

Down hill, down, down to the swamp. So powerful, its hard getting up Rune Hill against the force.

Does being drawn to the sound of drums count? How about being drawn to follow random groups of gypsy women?

No seriously there is no ONE PLACE I love more than any other at Pennsic. Like Sarab I love the view from on top of Mt Eislen, and like Kate I roll down hill toward the lake every night, sometimes I will sit on the little shaded path across the road from the food court near troll just to watch people coming and going, or sit under the shade tree to listen to A bard play (Melissa the Loud plays there a lot), but there is no one place I like more than any other.

Technically not part of Pennsic... Beer-4-Less. (eventhough I am now allergic/unable to drink most of what is there)

The fire pits of e-31, which i find myself drawn to nightly... no matter how far into the N blocks i've found myself camped.

The sound of drums, where ever they are... the campfire at night... the battlefield in the morning to waterbear... and a specific, very significant (to our Household) tree on Runestone hill...

Valley of the Dogs. Going there was like coming home.

First and foremost, the fire. I am a fire sign and I love fire. Pennsic is fire: fire sounds, fire sights, fire smells. Fire is good. Fire is our friend. I like to sit and watch, no, play with the fire. Burn, baby, burn!

Now, I do have a very fond recollection of the archery clout and a lady in the middle of the night under a full moon. . .ahhhhhh, now I'd be drawn to THAT again!

I'm a serengetti dweller and happily stay on the plain where it's mostly flat, rarely leaving House Kaffa except to eat, shop, or fight, and I don't really have to go out to eat that often because we have a big kitchen and lots of cooks in camp. And our own bar.

And this year I will be drawn to the lake again to catch some more bass. Caught a pretty big one last year, and my squire caught one even bigger. They liked purple worms.

And one heretical place. Why heretical? Because it's actually off site. McConnel's Mill state park a mile to the left down 422 where it's about 10 degrees cooler in the gorge by the white water, the three story mill, and the waterfall down the path. I go there once each year.

Last year it was the campfire in Pentwyvern that drew me. I spend all my time wandering around shooting photos so I see A LOT of Pennsic as a whole. That fire was were I found rest, relaxation and comradeship with my friends. Nothing beat just sitting there, maybe sipping a beer and chatting about the day or listening to jokes.

Anyplace with good drumming, a big fire, trees to climb and cold refresherments.

during the day, the top of the mount eislinn. I find it humbling to pull back and see the entirity of my world for those two weeks.

in the evening, i'm usually drawn down to the lake. Not so much by the place but by the ladies.

I can't wait to get to E16!!!! 10 days to go!!!!

I always get drawn to the merchant area..I dont know what that is... :-)

Thought I would bump this up for the new folks.

At Pennsic 35 is was my chair/hammock under the shade net...

i'm particularly fond of the lovely ladies, and seem to be attracted to them.

Hammocks. ;) Whichever camp, whoever's, doesn't matter.

The best way to beat the heat on a really ferocious day (and I mean, the kind that causes seasoned Pennsic veterans drop down, go "boom" and faceplant):

-Sling a hammock in a shady spot.
-Make a fresh mojito.
-Douse yourself with water.
-Crawl in, fall asleep.
-Don't come out till the big fiery sky-ball goes away.

Steps 2 through 4 may have to be repeated a few times. ;)

I too, love the whole of Pennsic. I enjoy being any where at any time.
But I will say this, once again I didn't get out of camp that much. Not because camp duties held me there, but because I had so much fun just hanging out with everyone. Lot's of people came to visit us, too, which was really nice.

Oddessy Coffee. . .I think I spend more time there than at camp. . .

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I'm always drawn most to where my friends are.

The hill overlooking the battle field at dawn and at sunset. I found myself wandering that way several times during Pennsic 35. It is an amazing and inspiring view and always seemed to be a little different depending on the time of day. At night, I enjoy walking near the lake.

Micha

I have a few.

The classic..I have a lot of friends down in the Swamp.

and before anyone starts again yes yes naked fat people oh noes blah blah blah.

Moving along.

Revelwood. I miss those guys like hell when I'm home. Same goes for the Hedgehogs. not a day goes by at Pennsic that I don't stop in both those camps and just relax.

For me that would be my 2nd home at War, Vlads. Always dancing at the fire.

Lucia

This was my first Pennsic. Planning for it, I wanted to hit all the big big big parties, but when I got there, I found myself wanting to hang out in camp and relax with my friends.
Surprised me, really. Unexpected reaction.

At first I couldn't think of anything then it started comming to me...

My own table. Just at dinner and right after it. As the sun starts to dim we light candles. we play games, tell stories and sing songs. Often we'll be visited by our favorite roving bard michael kelly, and sometimes we'll get other visitors as well. Often we'll sit and talk and sing so long that the party roving is already in full swing, yet we'll still be sitting arround our table.

the classic, a litle upstream. Like 3 or 4 feet upstream of the normal floating area. There's something abotu the shade and being surrounded on green by both sides with cool water all arround you and you're just a floatin all natural. :) Then you let the current take you down stream a bit and you're surrounded by friends. It's easy to make friends when you're naked.

My stroll strip. from vlad's arround the corner past prechain, toward wulfsden, bear left, turn right at rozaki, across the bridge onto the island, then down the island to the end (arround the classic, but dark water scares me so i don't go too near it at night alone.) At any point int he night you can probaly find me padding along that trail stopping by camp after camp, popping in and seeing what's going on ith my friends and where the fun things and good fires are that night.

Then to top the night off... It almost dosne't matter how tired I am or who's camp i was at, at the end of the night when i want to go to bed, i'll almost always take a pit stop in at vlad's (if it's open). I've referred to it as my pennsic diner, since i'm from jersey. It's just were I go to see a few more smiles, and have a little it more warmth before strolling back around the corner and going to bed.

Ironwolf

Against every fiber of my being...

Walmart.

I find myself stuck there for hours at the beginning of every Pennsic. I don't want to be, but I am held hostage by those that have the car keys.

The tree at the intersection of GEH in front of Vlads. Its a lot of fun to busk there, and makes for a good meeting spot for party amoeba

Ragnar's chair. Because its big and comfy and has a footrest. Also there is usually a bottle of Boonesfarm close by. Its lovely, I have photographic evidence attesting to its lovelyness.

...unless Ragnar comes back from the battlefield, in which case I have to vacate! :)

My bed, around 4pm each afternoon, for about an hour or so.

I never get to nap in the "real world," and this time of day just usually calls for it.