Thursday, May 28, 2009

New Mexico State Hawk & Knife Championship

On April 25th, 2009, the New Mexico Mountain Men hosted the annual State Tomahawk and Knife Championship. Mountain Man, Little Big Man, Reaches Up and Yours Truly attended (like we have for the past couple years), and enjoyed every minute of it! From about 10 A.M. to 4 P.M. the edged weapons were flung every which way and the target logs were seriously (and intentionally) defaced. At the end of the long day, the winners were announced - and (all glory be to God) members of the Poff Clan were among 'em! :) Mountain Man walked away with the title of State Knife Champion. Little Big Man placed first in the Junior Hawk (he beat me by five points)... and (sigh) he won Junior Knife (that little whippersnapper whooped me by a single point!).

Well, there are always different ways to tell a story, and if you'll humor me by reading on, you'll hear a Mountain Man's version of what happened at the State Hawk and Knife Championship...

WARNING: This article contains graphic content. Tender souls beware. Poff Clan will not be held responisble for any negative effects caused by the reading of this article, including loss of appetite, swooning, nightmares, etc.

"It were da twenty-fifth o’ April when it happened. Nice day, too, though a mite on de windy side. The New Mexico Mountain Men had gathered at de Dennison lodge ta determine who amung ‘em were best at flingin’ hawks an’ knives. Greetin’s were briefly exchanged, an’ then the men got down ter business. De edged weapons were out, and flashin’, and in less time dan it takes to tell, dem target logs was bein’ chopped ta kingdom come.

All were goin’ just as fine an’ dandy as you please until an argument broke out ‘tween two o’ da competitors. Don’t rightly recall what dey were a arguin’ over, but dat relly don’t matter now. First hard names went flyin’, den fists and feet. Perty soon de rest o’ de competitors took sides. Folks begun grabbin’ whatever wuz handy and bashin’, and bangin’ an’ bustin’ each udder up somethin’ awful. ‘Bout fifteen minutes inter de melee, de brawlers figur’d out dey could conduct de fight e’en better with tomahawks and knives. So out came de edged weapons, and de massacree began. Men sliced an’ diced dere neighbors quicker dan anything. Blood flowed like water. Limbs and de occasional dismembered head went flyin’. Never had de backyard o’ de Dennison lodge seen setch carnage.

Finally, however, de survivors o’ the bloodbath declared a truce, and begun patchin’ de wounded. The dead’uns wuz dragged off to a suitable resting place. Winners were declared and comradery was restored. Oh yea, those takin’ home de fine plunder wuz “Many Scars” (Open Hawk); “Cleans His Rifle?” (Open Knife); and Little Big Man (Junior Hawk and Knife).

"'Huzzah' to de victors - Prayers fer da wounded - R.I.P. fer dem less fortunate souls!"


Persevero,
Scribe

3 comments:

  1. Good job, Mountain men!
    Thanks for you update. I am sure y'all had a great time. :)
    I like your mountain man dialect. Perfect!
    ~Sarah

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  2. Hey... our Mountain men did a good job.... we love ya'll.... Granma & Paw-Paw.... PS.. we are proud of ya!!!!

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  3. Scribe, you make me laugh, which is a good thing. Congratulations to Mountain Man and Little Big Man.
    I'm sure all the Poffs did a great job. Thanks for keeping us informed, Scribe. Great job posting. Love and miss you.

    Hugs,
    Memaw

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