The Ultimate Paintball Mancation
Castaic, CA, is under siege. Streets, towns, jungles, castles, and hills, all drip red from fierce battles and petty crusades that roll through the front lines of this unique theater of war every day. They also drip green, yellow and blue. And there’s a strict rule: no freezing your balls. Cuz’ that might hurt somebody.
We’re talking don the camouflage and neck scarves, snap the chinstrap to your helmet and fill the “magazine” to the brim with paintballs. And Castaic, CA, which is just barely north of Los Angeles in the Santa Clarita Valley and only 5 minutes from Six Flags Magic Mountain, is a haven for this unique Mancation. So, grab your buddies, it’s time to head to the high desert and feed the warrior within. The best part, even if your hit from all sides, is that you walk away with a chance for payback in the next round.
Travel writer Ty Sawyer once sat in a shadowy hole at a paintball arena in Cali and snipered 8 poor sods with headshots. Then his gun jammed and he ran like a baby and felt the sting of several projectiles of yellow #28.