Yes, I can help you find the Holy Grail. To the north there lies a cave, the cave of Caerbannog, where in carved in mystic runes upon the very living rock, the last words of Olfin Bedwee of Rheged.  Make plain the last resting place of the most Holy Grail.

“Follow…. “But ! … Follow only if you be men of valor, for the entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of full 50 men lie strewn about its lair, so brave knights, if you do doubt your courage or your strength, come no further! For death awaits you all with nasty big pointy teeth.

I will not promise fireballs nor an attack rabbit but we will be in a cave, sort of, and if you bring your own Grail, I will help you fill it with the elixir of life!

The Regimental Brewmeister, Battlefield Brewing, several local brewers and vintners have joined forces to bring a real tavern experience to this year’s Philadelphia Renaissance Faire.  That’s right, all ye knaves and wenches can pony up to the bar for some real libations all infused with the spirits of Fort Mifflin. 

Come Join us at Fort Mifflin
May 27- 29
11:00 am – 6:00pm

Bonus fact: The airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow is roughly 20.1 miles per hour. Put that in your gee-whiz file in case you ever find yourself on our version of “the Bridge of Death”.

Published by Michael Carver

My goal is to bring history alive through interactive portrayal of ordinary American life in the late 18th Century (1750—1799) My persona are: Journeyman Brewer; Cordwainer (leather tradesman but not cobbler), Statesman and Orator; Chandler (candle and soap maker); Gentleman Scientist; and, Soldier in either the British Regular Army, the Centennial Army, or one of the various Militia. Let me help you experience history 1st hand!

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