I’m starting writing this with a cup of tea on the veranda of Newham Cricket Club listening to Queen, which is a good situation to give the feel of how this bank holiday weekend’s been; especially when you factor in the fact that it’s just started raining and if I look up there’s two zombie targets fifty or so metres away.
And now I’ve finished that sentence the sun has come out again.
Nerds With Swords was literally just that – a bunch of like-minded people getting together to chill in a field, drink beer and prepare for the zombie apocalypse. Continue reading “Nerds With Swords (and bows) vs Beer and the Zombie Apocalypse “
It’s exciting times for Virtus Sword School Cardiff – we’ve been talking about expansion and improvement for what feels like forever (though it’s probably been a few months) and finally things are starting to move. Expect a lot of updates on what’s going on, because shameless not-quite-self promotion is basically what blogging is all about.
The idea is basically this – get the word out, get people in, ???, profit. Well, something like that. Our core group of members is incredibly excited about what we do, and we all get a kick out of telling people what we do on our Sunday nights. When you say sword fighting, it sounds fucking cool, right? And people get interested. But we’ve never really had any way of actually getting those people to come along and try it for themselves.
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So, as promised, the most recent of my recent adventures: I sparred with steel and survived the experience.
A short background for people who have no idea what I’m going on about (people who do have an idea what I’m going on about, please ignore this part because I’m sure it will be a terrible explanation). I spend my Sunday evenings learning and practising HEMA, or Historical European Martial Arts. Or, I spend my Sunday evenings learning and practising hitting people with swords. HEMA is a lot more than that – it’s a scholarly pursuit and really interesting with my historian hat on – but let’s face it: when it gets to the end of the week what you really want to do is pick up a sword, learn how you’re supposed to use it and then try and hit people with it (using those techniques you just learned, of course).
My club, Virtus Sword School (Cardiff Chapter), focus on learning German Longsword, predominantly from a translation of Joachim Meyer’s 1570 treatise. We dabble in other things, but this post is about longsword so I’ll stick to that for now.
I’ll put a couple of links at the bottom of this post for actual information about HEMA and Virtus Sword School, which is the club I train with.
Back to the freaking out over a steel sword. Again for the people who have no idea what I’m going on about, they’re not sharp. But my god they can pack a punch. And the feeling is very different to what I’ve done before, which is sparring (and training) with a nylon synthetic sword.
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