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(Kansas Acoustic Arts Association)
also known as DoUGotta Reservation Camp
Notes about our camp
Our Winfield camp is at the stop sign where the dirt road meets fourteenth street in the Pecan Grove. We are easily found by looking for two lodges (teepees). Our camp has about 40-50 friends involved hailing from Wichita, Derby, Mulvane, and Denver. We have various musicians among us
Soon we hope to include year 29 pictures and fancy up our web site. For now I would like to include a story about this year's Winfield experience. We have been "playing" with our neighbors Glitter Gulch since 1997. Here is our side of what happened.
Written by A. Nonymous
We are the camp with the Lodges (teepees), KAAA is probably our formal name. And this is the true story of the happenings at Winfield and our relationship with Glitter Gulch, a one to three horse town down on the main road (in the no tree area) who occasionally causes us trouble.
Two or three years ago, we successfully raided the town and captured a cardboard horse, who we heard, was being abused by the townsfolk. A warrant went out for Tom Dooley (rumor has it that he was in our camp, but we have no knowledge of that). Later a treaty was reached in exchange for some land, a small and unproductive parcel, of course, and Buffalo Blood. Throughout 1999 there was peace, mainly because some of Glitter Gulch townsfolk did not come that year.
This year, they broke the peace treaty by a sneak attack with silly string, even though they had been invited to a feast earlier in the week. We held a war council in the little lodge (sorry Russell). We felt our only option was to "liberated" three of their horses. We found one nailed to a building, who knows what abuses they had endured! That night we ate well (horsemeat).
Our leaders went in peace to talk to the town fathers but havoc and water soon followed. The Gulchers ran off to the supply fort (Walmart) and later raided our camp, capturing four of our ponies and ruthlessly shooting them before our eyes before hanging them from the windmill. We tried a raid for our ponies, but met with intense opposition and the slight problem of not having a knife because the rope was stronger than we thought & tied to the windmill. We decided to wait until later to try again (we got soaked and run out of town). By early Sunday morning a successful raid gained our ponies return (this time not sissified or branded as in an earlier raid) and later the Gulchers offered Buffalo Blood in a shaky truce and in trade for their horses.
The Gulchers had better weapons this year, squirt guns & water balloons over wooden guns two years ago. However our weapons were also better and we were better prepared with all the super soakers the supply fort had to offer and water from coolers.
What does next year hold? There May be trouble. We sure hope so, it's been ever so much fun.
Click below to see the Other side's sad story
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