My nephew finally got to have his birthday party (his actual birthday was 2 months ago). We all went to a paintball field east of our house - those who ever watched Dallas will remember the ranch the Ewings inhabited, Southfork Ranch. It is, and was then, a real place. Well, we went to a paintball field west of it - about half a mile os so. We had 18 players, four adults and 14 kids, mostly from my nephew's Boy Scout troop. We started at about 11:30 this morning, trooping off to our first battle - a fort on a hill. We had fairly chosen who's on whose team beforehand. So I and my team got to start below the fort and try and storm it. Which we did, after about 6 of 10 casualties, including myself.
We did this last year at a place in Roanoke, north of Fort Worth, and we only had 8 players. And it was August - we raosted, and could only play 4 games in about 4 houurs. Today, it was nice, aroiund 75 degrees Fahrenheit. Many of us wore sweatshirts over our regular shirts, to cushin the shots. Those things sting! But for the most part no serious injuries occurred.
My nephew got shot in the head from about 7 feet away. He's fine, but it frightened him and made his ears ring. He was trying to surrender (he's a great kid, but he's a bit of a weinie!). 4 of the kids left on the opposing team halted, but the fifth one, didn't believe he was surrenderring and ran up and shot him. He was loudly berated by the other kids. They were hot!
We all had a good time, and we all had more fun after each battle comparing "war wounds".Everyone had a blast! (So to speak.)
My sister and I are discussing plans to do it again in a few weeks...
Rock on!
Durham
