For all you Clan Tynker fans out there, a series of four videos have surfaced on YouTube, uploaded by GodeCook of GodeCookery.com. They date back to Pennsic 34! (2005)
This one, where Elijah performs a series of 'danger tricks' including machete-juggling, sword-swallowing, and playing with fire, is the finale of the series.
Check out part 1, part 2 and part 3 for the full experience of their performance!
Another video from Clan Tynkers' performance at 12th Night in the Barony of Caerthe!
In this act, Rebecca and Marigold do some amazing poi combinations! And Elijah makes an appearance that can't be missed...
If you couldn't make it to last Saturday's Caerthan 12th night to see it in person, here's a video of Elijah doing some amazing contact juggling with crystal balls! Wow!!
Backstage at Caerthan 12th Night!
In this interview we discuss their event schedule for the past few and next few months. There is a chance of an Estrella War performance!
The two offscreen voices are me (asking most of the questions) and Kamadevi running the camera.
Check out their promotional video and see fabulous photos here!
Sorry for the late notice (for those that read this after the fact) but tomorrow, Saturday Jan. 6th, is Caerthan Twelfth Night, where you've got a RARE opportunity to see Clan Tynker perform!
See Sword swallowing!
And Juggling!
And who knows what else they might do? I've seen them many times, and the show is never the same twice.
January 6, 2007
10:00 AM to 11:00 PM Hours of event
8:30 PM to 9:00 PM Clan Tynker
Event Schedule
Highlands Masonic Temple
3550 Federal Boulevard
Denver, CO 80211
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Last time I got to go to Pennsic (30), I got to camp right next to Clan Tynker in the nylon ghetto of Outlands Royal encampment. I kicked myself over and over for not bringing my video camera. They were hired by something like 25 camps to come perform, and I got to see a few really great shows.
Thankfully, a YouTube user named 'kerovick' didn't forget HIS camera at Pennsic 35. Some great team night juggling with lighted balls! Near the end of the clip, Elijah must retrieve his sword from the 'huge tracts of land' that an audience member has thrust it in.
If you click the YouTube logo in the bottom right corner of the screen, you'll go to their site, which will have a couple other Tynker videos in the right hand column.
Happy Birthday (ooops, May 4) to Sam Tynker! You are 21! I am now officially OLD because I remember when you were 8 years old, performing tricks and tumbling with the rest of the clan on merchants row out in front of the family business.
I also remember a certain Gladiator from a few Outlandishes ago. Ahem. My, how you've grown.
Now that you've reached 'adulthood', that makes ALL of the Tynkers legal adults now. But please, don't grow up or anything...
It seemed we got off to a fitful start, as many roadtrips do. More like herding cats, really. But, finally, off we sped, southward into the raging storm. Myself, Dons Dio and Talan, and Talans' lady Kamadevi.
Don Dio (my grandfather Don, if you feel like drawing a flow chart) had been talking about winning the Protector of the Queens Heart tournament since the very moment King Hrorek won Crown Tourney. Actually, since long before that. He vowed years ago that he would win it if Hrorek was ever King.
So I had to go along and witness that he would indeed win. I really never had any doubt, because I knew Don Dio in the old days, when his powers were at their peak. So he stopped playing for what, five years? The Force is still strong in him.
Oh, yes. A side note. Spending six hours in a vehicle with Don Dio can feel like six minutes or six weeks. And no, you can't sleep through it.
After arriving at our stopping place for the night, we settled down to a get some sleep in the house of another Don, who shall for now remain nameless. His collection of sharp and deadly weapons rivals that of most museums I've seen, and I wouldn't want anyone to get any ideas. Not that you'd EVER find his house anyway, with an 11 mile driveway. It's not often that I've been able to step out of a house and not see ANY signs of civilization. Anywhere. It occurred to me that if I lived there, I'd save a ton of money on not doing laundry.
Anyway, morning arrives bright and sunny, and I recall why I don't like the southern Outlands. They've got their dayball set on kill. And if that don't kill you, the wind will. I started squinting immediately. Then came the telltale grit in my teeth. Mmmm. Dusty.
We get there in time for court, to see the the two other things I did not want to miss: Elijah Tynker's Knighting ceremony and the investiture of King Hrorek and his Queen (yeah, I'm skipping her name because it's one of those celtic ones with about sixteen extra letters).
I had heard that the fencing scenario was supposed to be a dance card draw, but it got changed to a one hour epee only speed tourney. Ouch. I'm suddenly very glad I'm not fighting in it. So Don Talan, Kamadevi and I settle in the watch the fights. Don Dio told me two months ago he was going to win it. I never really had any doubts, but it was glorious to watch....even with the wardrobe malfunctions...
We stayed for Court, but since we didn't have feast reservations, we decided to go to an Indian restaurant instead. I somehow succeeded in finding this place I've been to ONCE, two years ago, without the aid of a map or an address. In Santa Fe. Which is more confusing to me than Boston. All that adobe just looks the same to me. And I found our way back to the site, where we picked up a map to the post revel...
...and my GOD, Santiago's house is awesome. He wins the 'best bathroom of the year' award. You could fit five people in that shower. And hanging around the fire pit and smelling that wonderful pinon smoke that I miss so much, reminded me that I haven't traveled to the desert since Outlandish 2 years ago. Remember when all of our garb had "Eau de Outlandish"? There were times when I hated washing my garb because then that smoky musk would vanish.
At the post revel I drank something called a "Citrovia" which is Nostrovia using citrus rum instead of brandy. Call me a heathen, but it wasn't bad. And Cailean's Mead was good too.
The next morning we went back to the event briefly to let the Dons attend a White Scarf meeting, while us ladies got to watch a little War Practice. That stuff really gets your blood moving.
I thought about the last 12 years of my SCA life and how it seems to be coming full circle. People who played 10 years ago are re-appearing. A new map or two is on the horizon... and I have an opportunity to see the SCA through a fresh pair of newbie eyes.
It's three months to War. Time to get busy old school.
It's going to be a Great Reign.
Some time ago, I took this fricking awesome photo of Serendipity Tynker of the Clan Tynker. If you are in the SCA and you've never heard of them, have you been living in a monastery for the last 10 years?
Anyway, they always go to Grand Outlandish, and this will be the first time in 10 years that I will not be able to go. I think I'll miss them the most. It would be worth the sandstorms to see them in their colorful glory. If you see them, tell them I said "maybe Pennsic this year!"
And no drinking from strange bottles this time. I swear.
