TEDDY, I don't really do the War Between the States. The why is, that the Industrial Revolution happened, and so most things are store bought to do that sort of re-enacting.
I was invited to one event on South Mountain in Burkittsville Md once. This is still a little town on the National Register, very much as it was pre southern retreat to Antitiam (sp i am so sure).
There is a small public building there still that at the time Lincoln demanded all wounded soldiers would be treated, since it was occupied by the Union when he was there.
Since the only artical I had of my own was a cloned 1860 Colt in .44, everthing else except a slouch hat was loaned/borrowed.
Then I was given a Southern Late War regular in Butternut as a sort of day time guide. What was loaned to me to wear ended up as one of Mosby's boys, in part because i had a horse. So tall boots, 4 sizes too big, high waisted pants with suspenders, and white shirt, and a civilian coat pretty thread bare, which is always good for me.
I knew the area very well, and had been told of a Union Camp above town and so I took my regular for a hike. he was really happy about it because the rest of his unit were busy wondering what to do, and a part of what to do was make breakfast..
I had another idea about breakfast.
So the 3 of us headed up the backside of the ridge line partly cliff bluffs. That 3rd party being a horse. We reached the eastern side trail above the bluffs in not too long a time and headed northish to where i had be told the Union was.
My regular had a single shot musket, in 3 band Springfield, and I had 2 colts for a total of 11 shots up close and personal.
Rode right in as the union was brewing first coffee, and I hauled out the pistols and slid off the horse. Said mornin Boys!
My regular looking fierce leveling his musket in the way re-enactors do, a tad high of course.
I said who is in charge? And the privates looking a mite poorly, pointed at a wedge tent..... With one pistol I opened the tent flap, and the other pointing down a tad, but close enough to scare the ever living hell out of their capt, said "Mornin' Capt. coffees on"..
Man could that capt yell.
Later that night in that building there was a Ball, a dance.... I had some fun pre chorse driving a horse drawn coach, a really nice one all correct, and then got to become engaged in the Ball it self..
Me: This heya' chil been in my mountains long nuff ta' know whars them beava's at, and I don't hanker much for the ways of modern man.
Modern man is always running off silly, and ain't neva' got no time, which seems to miss the whole point on livin any..
Down heya' in Powda threads no one eva' mentions stuff like SHTF.. Now I can get some confounded, syferin and ponderin all about what SHTF means, and as i see it, in SHTF to me means I still get to shoot my ol' rock locks about all I want, or in other words a rock lock is higher on my list under the fire arm section than some other guns.
I still have the need to create powda' to be where I need to be. I need to master that.
GOC, love me
Ok if you say so.. No chancet yer eva' gonna drop that 2nd mac eh?