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Alex Michaels and friend Chris Saddler portray woad-painted Iceni mounted warrior women. |
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Legio XXIV Media Atlantica's magnificent ballista, mounted on the front parapet. |
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The vicus sported a new mud-brick bread oven, which produced some savory loaves. |
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A slice of life from inside Fort Lafe, camps of Legio XXII Primagenia and VI Victrix. |
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The Celtic round house, sadly uncompleted. |
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A selection of Celtic weapons, armor and accessories, most belonging to Nate Bell (Brionnach). |
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Centurio T. Flavius Crispus checks the day's schedule. |
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Gaius Artorius Crixus (Mike Malin) as an Iceni warrior. He "went native" on Day 3. |
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Crixus under the watchful eye of Centurio Gallio (George Metz) of Legio XXIV MA. |
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Flavius before Legio VI's new leather contuburnium tent, brought all the way from California. Note the nice, rough-hewn tent poles, cut on site! |
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A closer look at Legio VI's papilio. Unlike last year, the weather stayed warm and we all got plenty of sleep. |
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Quintus Florentius Agrippa (Jared Fleury) brought his own contuburnium tent, and lived in high style. |
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A view of the front gate. |
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Gunny Red Millis of Legio II Augusta (AR), the morning drill master. |
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Centurio Hibernicus (Sean Richards) confers with the Gunny and Centurio Marsinius (Craig Nordquist) of Legio XXII. |
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Members of Legio IX Hispana lay out their camp site. |
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Once completed, the IX camp had as many tents as the Army of the Potomac! |
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A work detail loads up the cart in front of the main barracks block. |
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One of the newly finished watch towers at the north east corner of the fort. |
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Iberius and Rufus of Legio IX stand guard duty at the uncompleted rear fort entrance. |
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Flavius climbs down from the gate parapet. |
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Iberius and Marsinius note enemy dispositions. |
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A nice view of the main barracks block. |
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The all-important latrina and therme (baths) complex. |
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One of the comely locals who made us legionaries feel quite welcome... until the rebellion, of course. |
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Iberius, as always, has a way with comely locals... |
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