A week after DCD I find myself in a little cottage on a farm
in Cornwall… I’ve got a couple of crates of (mostly unsolved) puzzles and Gill
is stitching a festive panel at the kitchen table, and more importantly, I have
some time to scribble something about DCD - mainly so that I’ll remember the
best bits...
Ali, Steve and Lily had driven across on the Friday and
Frank joined them early the next morning after spending an hour and a half in
an immigration queue in the middle of the night. My journey is relatively
uneventful, albeit I end up stuck on the motorway for almost an hour en route
to the airport as a result of an accident just up ahead… I manage to scarf a
croissant and down a double espresso before getting on the plane that I was
having visions of missing.
My flight arrives a bit early and I manage to find Phil in
the station concourse and we wend our way to the hotel where I check in and
dump most of my baggage before we head to Delft to find the monkeys, Frank,
Lily and Louis for some lunch… at one point we’re having a four-way chat on
messenger and the feedback from the three of them standing next to each other
is something awful!
We find a suitable spot for cheese toasties and burgers and
it doesn’t take long for the puzzles to cover the table… somehow we manage to
actually eat our lunch and head off to Rob’s place more or less on schedule.
Even more puzzles come out to play at Rob’s and I manage to
offload some copies of Ken’s Fool’s cube after a good race between Stefan and
Yaccine… the little gotcha moment in the middle of the solve never fails to
amuse with several folks in the audience knowing exactly what to expect and not
being disappointed.
Wil has a new symmetry puzzle to torture us with… a few of
the guys manage to solve it that afternoon… I am not one of the them, and
indeed a week later I am still not counted among the solvers… I’ve taken a few
really slow clocks for him - he spotted a UK website that sells clocks that
tell you what day of the week it is (who knew?!) and I managed to get them in
time to bring across for him and he seems happy with them…
Rob’s collection of wotsits comes out to tease and there’s
plenty of hilarity at some of the questions, and indeed some of the answers,
with some odd implements remaining entirely unidentified during the course of
the evening. (For some reason there is an extended discussion of shoving a beer
can up a chicken’s R’s…)
Rob orders in the traditional spread of pizzas and we feast
merrily before puzzling a little more… the crowds begin thinning out and
somewhere around 9 we pile into Louis’ car and an uber and head off to our 10pm
escape room - the lads and Lily having done a couple of the city’s excellent
escapes room that morning.
We duly sign up for the public execution but things go a
little awry when Louis ends up being the star attraction and the whole thing
goes Pete Tong. We do manage to free Louis (I’m sure there’s a cracking movie
title in there somewhere) and then set about escaping from the prison
ourselves… the rooms are excellently themed and there’s a total lack of
gratuitous combination locks on everything that opens… there’s a single key to
be found and used and several keypad door locks and the rest is pure puzzling… it’s
a great room and we manage to get out with a few minutes to spare without
getting too many nudges along the way…
Another uber and a ride in the Louis-mobile see us safely
back to the hotel where I crash unceremoniously - the others spend a couple of
hours shuttling between the bar, the outside area and the lobby as they get
moved on as things close down… I’m happily in the land of nod while all that’s
going on.
Next morning we meet for breakfast and head off to the
college where I’m pleased to say there are already a large number of tables
positively groaning under the weight of the puzzles looking for new homes. I
dump my rucksack and my jacket in the corner and then spend a while wandering
around and chatting to folks I haven’t seen for a while… that’s the best part
of these get togethers.
I get rid of a few boxes of English chocolates one of my
mates enjoys and we catch up on the past six months. Wil gives me a rather
large lump of brass that I suspect will puzzle me for quite a while to come… I
do a circuit of the tables and come across a copy of Perfect Entrance that I’d
somehow contrived to miss out from Mine’s last round of puzzles and I’m chuffed
to be able to stumble across a copy for sale.
Stefan has a table with copies of his stunning 3D printed
versions of the Kosticks’ RDS Interlock puzzle - I pick up a copy in spite of
already having one that he’d gifted back home because he’s done a very clever
thing with the customised packaging - there’s a label sewn into the bag that
shows the pieces and lists the various challenges - brilliantly done! [A few
days later I find myself visiting James and gifting this copy to him and he’s
delighted, not having seen Stefan’s stunning printing before… so I’ll need to
grab another copy when Stefan comes across for MPP…]
Stefan is also giving away copies of his tiny Soma puzzles
in a box… the prints are immaculate, and tiny… and I get to listen to Stefan
explaining some of the intricacies of printing effectively at this scale… the
bit that really stands out is Stefan using big hand gestures to describe all of
the extraneous material around the tip of a 0.2mm printer nozzle and having to
file down the tip so that there’s less heat mass at the tip itself, or it ruins
the print! I grab a copy of both sizes and manage to use the included tweezers
to pack the pieces into their boxes and seal them in place with their little
dovetailed(!) lids.
Wil sells me a new box from JCC that we end up really
enjoying at dinner later that day.
Later on in the day I spend a while at Jack’s table picking
out a few of his latest creations that I don’t have yet, including a couple of
new high level 18-piece burrs (Twinkle and Wink - we get the story behind them
later in the afternoon at Jack’s lecture). Jack’s arithmetic is even worse than
my own and he solidly refuses to take the right amount of money from me - thank
you Jack.
Tony Fisher has a giant Golden Cube on his table - this
year’s giant creation just for our amusement. Marcel and the Luxembourg
contingent have a long row of tables piled high with puzzles from an early Isis
puzzle still pristine in its wooden box through to a small crate full of Trevor
Wood creations… it really is amazing what you can find available for sale at
DCD.
Anneke Treep had a table full of crocheted tori and linked
rings - part of her latest bit of research into crocheted mathematical
structures - I couldn’t resist sending Gill a pic of the crocheted
goodies at the puzzle gathering.
Lunch is the usual fare of soup, rolls and hotdogs… and
there’s hot and cold drinks on tap all day long - you really can’t beat the
value you get from the entry fee!
The afternoon lectures started with a really interesting
lecture from Jack Krijnen on how he searches for interesting high level
18-piece burrs (his speciality!). He told us a lovely story about the most
recent discovery coming just after he’d made up a batch of what he thought was
going to be his best discovery of the year, only for it to be surpassed by
Twinkle. There was an update on the World Puzzle Centre and a video of some
naked puzzlers. Rob gave us his usual canter through some of the exchange puzzles
with Diniar supplementing the descriptions with his insights.
After the lectures there was some more shopping and I
managed to grab a few handfuls of cheap puzzles from Jack’s table to use as
giveaways - I love giving new puzzlers a cop of “Build a House” where the aim
is literally presented on the name card but it seems impossible to build. As
per our earlier agreement, Jack let me pay sticker price for these, but then
couldn’t help himself from throwing in a bunch of copies of Cruiser as well…
thank you Jack, again!
The monkeys seemed to do a reasonable trade over the course
of the day and hopefully the truck was a little lighter on the way back home.
With things winding down, we set about putting the hall back
into the right format for school lunches and manage to move all the chairs and
tables around without breaking any puzzle or indeed puzzlers in the process.
Louis lines up a table at the local Chinese restaurant for
us and we duly wander down the road and take out some puzzles to play with -
the alert reader may notice a theme here…
Lily manages to launch a fork into Steve's drink without spilling a drop and we enjoy several rounds of the buffet
(although Frank insists on having sweet and sour sauce on his banana fritters
for some reason) and plenty of cold beverages before calling it a night and
heading back to the hotel where we say goodbye to Louis who heads off to
Eindhoven.
Back in the hotel bar there’s a nice chat about the weekend
- with Frank admitting that this was just what he needed to top up his puzzling
mojo again… DCD really is a great excuse for a weekend away with your puzzling
mates from all around Europe.
Thanks to all of you for making it another great DCD!