TRAVELOGUE

Paintball at Santa Clarita

I went Paintballing.

Group photo of friends for two teams: Red vs. Yellow paintball at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California.Friends, friends of friends, and JD by the side.
Photo from Ana.

Ren and JD at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California.JD arrived only after our second round, and missed playing with us for our third (and last) by a series of badly-timed events. But at least I got to have a picture with him and his personalised gear before heading back. :)
Photo taken by Lilli.

The following is a documentation of the injuries I acquired from trying to be a hero. These two were taken on the same day that I got them:

Documentation of injuries and bruises acquired from paintballing at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California.Paintball entry tag, and minor scrapes on top of my elbow scar from carrying a watermelon while biking. The scrapes looked worse than they actually were, scaring one of my team mates as she directed my attention to my bleeding arms after the last round of paintball. Probably should have been more careful about using dead branches to support my weight as I sought to hit my target. :S

Documentation of injuries and bruises acquired from paintballing at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California.My wonderful display of leg bruises. The one below my left knee was my first hit from a paintball, the bruise easily distinguished from the red ring surrounding a white center on my skin. That hit happened when I grew tired of my spot and decided to advance during the first round. It was a good spot though; possessing a good vantage point which probably helped me get two on the red team from there, not to mention the ease with which I could shoot while under cover. Who was the one who adamantly maintained that I was going to be a camper? Oh right, that was me.

I guess I know myself a little better now.

The skin abrasions on my right knee were probably from when I was trying to navigate through a notoriously bad patch of ditches which provided anything but cover from the red team, and I had to slither on the ground with my gun before realising that my gun couldn’t work because it lost too much air pressure. I had to retire from the game until the end of that round to refill on air. It happened another time for the second round, when I had to retire myself because of a gun malfunction (internal ammo jam). I got to re-enter once the referee discharged said jam, but I had to enter the terrain from the back, and by then there were at least three people from the Red team commandeering the bus at midpoint. That sucked.

I waited a couple more days for my bruises to turn into a more impressive set of colours before taking more pictures:

OOTD Documentation of injuries and bruises acquired from paintballing at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California. An animated gif of Ren turning round infinitely.

Documentation of injuries and bruises acquired from paintballing at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California.My left thumb got scraped by a paintball on the second game after I had re-entered. It was only after we were done with the games that I realised that I could have stayed on in the game after getting hit because the paint on my body was smaller than the size of a quarter coin. D’oh!

Documentation of injuries and bruises acquired from paintballing at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California.I don’t even know how.

Documentation of injuries and bruises acquired from paintballing at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California.The most impressive paintball hit I had. This was the last hit that I took, and I still don’t know exactly how I got that, because friendlies were behind and to my left (Yellow commandeered the hut there), yet this spot could only have come from that direction, because this part of my thigh wasn’t exposed to my front from the way that I was contorted under the huge spool.

That last round was a rebirth round though, so I got to go back into the game. I immediately sought the hut at the corner of the grounds that Yellow was camped at, and was so amused to find three teammates squeezed inside! I didn’t think the inside of the hut offered much though, but the structure itself provided pretty decent cover if I kept moving along the outside walls. It was crazy, because my initial assessment after a quick one showed that the hut was surrounded on both sides by Red quickly gaining ground (the other two sides were the void which was where I was). Somehow I managed to get two Reds in the last couple of minutes before the end of the round. Whoopee! It felt good.

Documentation of injuries and bruises acquired from paintballing at Paintball USA at Santa Clarita, California.Lastly, loss of skin at the heels that were not due to paintball, but happened the day before. I had to stuff tissues and later, Json’s empty ammo plastic bag down the back of my boots to cushion my raw feet.

Paintball was fun, and I’m glad to have gotten the experience. I probably wouldn’t do it again for a long while though- it’s so much exertion! And I don’t have that many disposable clothes. XD

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