Erskine Home, Bishopton 12:00 – 16:00
After the tiring tedium of the previous day I was all for pulling out of this event right up until the point we left the house. Knowing full well I was unlikely attend as the Jawa I’d signed up as having had no time to wire the replacement sound board, my apparent options were to attend as Batman (scuppered by not wanting to be the only non-Star Wars costumer there) or a Biker Scout an outfit, damage to it aside, I’ve very much had my fill of these past few years – plus, y’know, it’s getting so there are loads of them now…
Almost exactly four years to the day of my last outing in it though, enough time had passed that I had entirely forgotten the unpleasantness of wearing my Stealth Trooper for any length of time and so it ended up being the costume loaded into the car.
Slight inclines aside, having attended this venue previously I knew it to be both relatively flat and confined enough that only the most catastrophic costume failure would curtail my trooping and fortunately the specified number of spotters had been reached for the sign-up that meant anyone having to go back to the changing area wouldn’t be dragging the whole troop in tow as well.
Although the sun beat down for the duration I was comfortable enough albeit after standing still in any one place for too long it meant a few seconds of adjustment for the armour to fall back into a configuration which allowed non-John Wayne movement to prevent trapping fleshy it’s between hard plastic edges!
My usual ROM fx, mic and speaker were still packed away with the TB kit but the spare seemed to have been set up ideally for my purposes and during the periods we were bombarded for photo opportunities I had very few issues vocalizing and being understood leading to the amusing exchange with two patient punters who’d seen youngsters jump ahead of them into frame at each opportunity for several minutes when I advised them just to push the kids out of the way as they didn’t have to be nice to them as we weren’t at Disney…
Overall an enjoyable all too rare outing for the UKGs first Stealth Trooper, although from what I observed the Jawa was having a lot more fun the whole time. I really should get my finger out…
Erskine Home, Bishopton 12:00 – 16:00
Proving that you can never judge a troop by its intended audience, I don’t think any of us were massively optimistic for this event when we arrived to find the organiser unreachable after making our way through successive waves of leather clad bikers intent on denying access to any vehicle with more than 3 wheels to the site and the rock band tuning up over the PA system which had all the signs of rendering RomFXs totally moot.
Confounding expectations though there were a surprising number of children at the event (dogs too, how do they ride a motorbike anyway?) and there seems to be hitherto unexpected deep veins of Star Wars, Judge Dredd and Planet of the Apes fandom amongst the Scottish biker community.
This lead to non-stop requests for photos immediately on leaving the changing area – possibly a bit too immediately for my liking given that we were halfway across a road and there were till attendees arriving on their bikes at the same time – and for the duration of the troop.
It was nice to finally see our glorious leaders shit flinging ape in person at long last and have the emaciated form of Judge Death grace us with his presence
(punch line incoming)
in his Street Judge outfit*, even if he was smiling a little too much to accurately portray a stony faced lawman.
*Do you see what I did there? I cleverly equated the Old Git Hamilton with the undead super fiend from 2000AD because of their visual similarity and temperament.
Erskine Bridge Hotel, Erskine 13:00 – 16:00
There’s not a lot to say about this event, it was fairly small scale and there seemed to be something of a mix up with arrangements meaning there was no changing facilities and the organisers had anticipated that we’d take part in the walk from Inchinnan to the hotel which would have been somewhat impractical.
Nevertheless, it was once again a hugely wothwhile charitable cause and despite apperances our presence apparently went down well with the attendees. One of the charity walkers had a Stormtrooper outfit of his own, wlbeit an off the shelf fancy dress costume and was somewhat deflated to see a prorper TK waiting near the finish to great him. Luckily he wasn’t within earshot when one of the children taking part later came up and said “you’re dressed just like Colin, except you two are real and he’s just pretending…”
Still, if this had turned out to be busier and more tiring we may not have spontaneously decided to take a trip to Edinburgh later that day, so every cloud, I suppose…