Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar

photos: fencing

So, I fence, sometimes. And sometimes I take pictures of other people fencing. Or standing around watching other people fence. (I also have some excellent pictures of violeteyedcat putting on her fencing socks, but I don't want to post those without her permission.)

We are like ghosts.

This is an example of what's called a "fleche", in which the fencer tries to mimic an arrow. With varying degrees of success.

At competitions, you grab sleep (or food or water) whenever/wherever you can.

Our team's the one toward the back, wearing the orange and black socks.

Yesterday we cleaned out the area in which we keep all our fencing gear.

This is where it's usually kept.

(It's called "the cage" because of the chicken wire.)

It's amazing how much you can fit into a very small space.
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