Camping downtown in Cedar City

Held in downtown Cedar City, Utah, the Utah Midsummer Renaissance Faire is another small town fair that doesn’t go on Sunday [see Show Low – previous post].  They start on Wednesday, however, and we had to drive almost direct from Show Low to make load-in. Main Street Park in old downtown is smaller than the Show Low site, and they packed twice the number of vendors. Many were very cool. Many were the sort you would see at any First Friday. None of them sold period clothing in any real quantity, and we did well.

We were one of the few that slept on site, a practice we cannot recommend.  With no room for an actual tent, we slept in what was effectively an outsized dressing room bisecting the Cave of Wonders. We had little trouble from the locals, but plenty of mosquitoes.

Isabo napping

I normally make coffee behind the tent in the morning, but we were warned off anything like the propane stove I use to boil water in the city park. The grocery store across the street has block ice and a Starbucks.

There are also several good restaurants in walking distance and one bar that stays open after 10pm.

Even so, next year – and there will be a next year, we are getting a hotel, even if we barely break even.

Getting in and out with a vehicle is requires a great deal of patience and finesse. Particularly loading out, as that happens Saturday night. The sprinklers, we were warned, come on at midnight. Happily, loading out in adverse conditions used to be my day job, and we made it with time to go to the last open bar downtown.

We didn’t. We were too tired. But we had the time. And, wisely, a hotel room waiting for us.

Small scale mayhem at the top of the rim

The Medieval Mayhem Renaissance Fair in Show Low Arizona is a small fair on a big field. Specifically, the municipal soccer fields which form the preponderance of Frontier Park, which, in turn, are surrounded by cow pasture, despite this being essentially downtown. They do not pack the whole field with vendors. You can comfortably experience the entire fair in an hour, (two if you want to eat; three if you want to see a show) and cross the thing in about ten minutes. This leaves plenty of room to load in and out, and camp onsite, as we prefer to do.

In previous years we had armies of bugs, but we were either before or after the grasshopper invasion this year. There is, alas, standing water in the ditch around the cattle pond, so bug netting is still essential.

Two important things to know about Show Low, Arizona: 1] is has an elevation of over 6000 above sea level, which meant in the middle of a July heat wave we had highs that touched the 90’s. Compare to Phoenix where it touched 115.

My son came up to “help” us.

And 2] Show Low is very much a small town. Saturday was Derby Day, where they shut down main drag so that residents could race non-motorized box cars down a hill. This was a big thing. The Fair folk believe its proximity to the park drives up attendance.

Also there is a permanent storefront selling Trump merchandise just down the street. Past that is the Burger King, which is the most reliable source of hot breakfast and coffee close to the park.

The Fair is only open Friday and Saturday – though it is open late. Show Low shuts down on Sunday, so we had that whole morning to load out.

Open late!

Which takes longer than you think – at 6000 feet.

We’ll be back next year.

Dottore

My most common Faire persona is Dottore, an early 18th-century butler turned pirate turned merchant. I can do a passable English accent, and I trot that out when I play him. The costume consists mostly of items appropriated from our own inventory.

The name is taken from a common Commedia Dell ‘Arte character – which I also played. I appeared as Dottore in the Graceland College production of A Company of Wayward Saints by George Herman way back in 1986. It was one of my last real roles in a real play, and one of my favorites.

As a high-school and college actor, I specialized in playing the old men. I had a ken for it. Once you are out of educational theater, the roles of old men go to actual old men. I went backstage and became the guy controlling the lights rather than the one squinting into them.

Nearly forty years later, I am selling garb at Renaissance Festivals. Or rather, I am playing your friend  Dottore who sells you garb and artifacts.

Commedia Dell ‘Arte is a late medieval school of improvised theater popular in Italy.  Ill Dottore, from whom I borrowed the name, is presented as a know-it-all doctor or other learned professional who actually does not know much at all. The character in Saints begins that way, but grows over the course of the play, along with the rest of the troupe.

My Faire character really shares only the name. He does not dress all in black. He tries not to blather.

My Dottore began as a Butler though not a good one. He was originally just a house-servant. When the noble couple booked passage for America the Butler he reported to, and most of the remaining competent staff, refused to go. It was suspected that the true purpose of the voyage was to elude their many angry creditors. Dottore – having no better prospects – joined them – and was thus promoted to Butler.

Somewhere in the Atlantic, their ship was overtaken by pirates, and the three were captured.

Someone paid ransom for the Nobles – likely their creditors. None would pay for poor Dottore.

However, in the considerable delay as these transactions were negotiated, Dottore, out of boredom, organized the stowage he had been imprisoned with. The pirates soon discovered the fastest way to find anything in the hold was to ask Dottore.

So rather than being thrown overboard, or sold as a slave, he was offered the post of quartermaster (as the previous one had become inconveniently dead) and thereby became a pirate.

In this role, Dottore often joined the first mate and later captain Gracie Shotz ashore to try and liquidate their loot. There, they both noticed that the parties buying their ill-gotten wares were wealthier and healthier than any of the pirates they bought from.

Dottore the merchant

Dottore and Gracie, having become a couple by this point, also became merchants. And that is how he came to be here, in this tent, willing to help you find what you want.