Spaghetti western arrives

Hell on Wheels larp , that’s short for a gun hung low, bad whiskey, sluts, racial intolerance and a tired undertaker.
Third iteration of the Hell on Wheels larp is done, there is another group of players roaming this country, who aren’t feeling the reassuring weight of the colt at their waist.
There was a lot said and written about the game in the last year, I’ve wrote about it when I published the photographs from the first Hell on Wheels, so I don’t feel the need to do so again. Well, I might declare that the organizers didn’t waste any time and improved the game since.
I was so captivated by the game that I needed to play it too,so I joined the second run as sergeant Larry Griggs.He was the least preferred character from my selection – but I’ve enjoyed playing so much that I didn’t even miss being a photographer (which is rare).
This time I tried to use all the in-game knowledge and the experience I’ve gained since the first time. I’ve also updated some of the camera equipment and was able to take pictures of darker scenes. For example the boxing match – I took hundreds of pictures just there, hoping that some of them would be worth presenting. In the end I would be able to fill a whole gallery just with that.
My enthusiasm for Hell on Wheel is so big that I’m thinking about signing on as a player once more.