Tournament Pictures: Bloodletting 1998


Cursed be he that keepeth back his sword from blood.

Setting up and signing in: 10 am. "Now you see, when you tie it like this, you won't trip and fall on your face!" En Garde! You Spartan Pig! A fencers first try at facing the beast that is CSFA fencing. "It's just too tiring," explains Wes.
Brave, brave Sir Gus attempts to slay the epee dragon. "My arms are longer than yours... OUCH! Hey!!" Erika finds out that it does not taste all that bad. Ryan nearly kills himself on a tree and Bart thinks a little drink will help to ease his pain.
John braves the spoils of victory! Thomas considers the price of victory in Sabre; "Hmm, tastes like chicken!" A good days killin' must always start with a well balanced breakfast. These chuckle-heads waive their snooty noses at us.
Even Michelle must take her poison. "Ah,ha!" "I have you know," thinks a rapidly advancing epeeist. Gus demonstrates his one legged hop attack for the spellbound crowd. Champions of the day: Bart (Epee), Thomas (Sabre), Steve (Foil)
The brave crew of warriors that did battle this day.(LARGE!)


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