Friday night was games night. We were joined, for the first time, by a friend’s girlfriend who had not gamed before.
I fumbled for a term to describe someone in that position. In the end, I’ve decided that I prefer ‘new to gaming’ over ‘non-gamer’ because it leaves the possibility of future gaming open.
We played Pirates’ Cove, and had a good time. I was hampered by going to the same place as three other players on the first turn, and losing another combat on turn 2. Fraser powered ahead, and beat the Royal Navy twice, then played a ‘consort’ card to share the treasure I buried on the final turn. I did manage to beat The Flying Dutchman, so I wasn’t too unhappy.
Fraser’s dice tower got a workout, too, for the first time in a long while.
Enjoyable as Pirates’ Cove was, I find myself increasingly desperate to play something heavier. I think that our Friday night group is never going to be a heavy night (or, possibly, anything but a light-to-medium night), and I am unrealistic in hoping to play something a bit stronger on one of those evenings. Realistically, we’re often lucky to get through one lightish game in between the chit-chat – Pirates’ Cove took 2 hours from start to finish (after rules). I need to arrange a heavier games day, or get to a gaming event and line something up in advance. Or maybe even (he will cheer if he reads this) play something with Fraser.
But this weekend is Biggie’s ninth birthday party, with boardgames. More light-to-medium on the horizon, I fear.