This is a mountain man rendezvous.
This is Rilla at a mountain man rendezvous.
This is Rilla with my mountain man dad at a rendezvous.
This is Rilla with her daddy at a rendezvous.
I grew up going to rendezvous with my dad. It's themed camping which imitates the mountain man get-togethers of the early 1800s when fur trappers and traders in the west would gather together to trade and fellowship after months of solitary trekking. Attendees of the modern kind dress up in old-style clothing and spend the weekend camped out in teepees or canvas tents, cooking in dutch ovens and shooting muzzleloaders, throwing tomahawks and calling one another by mountain man names like Eagle Feather and Hummingbird. I don't know yet if this is something we will do often with our own children, but it was a special part of my growing-up years and it was great to go to one after a long absence and see old friends again.
And of course, I enjoyed the chance to snap pictures of this baby girl who looked like she fell out of a wagon somewhere along the Oregon Trail.
Comments (3)
awhhhhhhh, Rilla looks so adorable!
I have to admit I do miss going to rendezvous. I have trouble explaining them to people without them giving me the look like i'm out of my god forsaken mind. It's just something you have to go to I guess.
that is seriously so cool!! I want to be a mountain woman!
Great pics, and by that I mean that the subjects in them are looking very pioneer like. I like unique, fun family traditions.