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    Splittin Wood

    4.2 (6 reviews)

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    Small axe (came in set of 3)
    Shirley F.

    HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS PLACE!! My husband and I went here for the first time last month and had a great time! The person that helped us was very helpful, kind, and patient. Pricing was reasonable too for one hour. They have a bigger selection of axes to throw than other places my friends have told me about. We would love to come back!

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    1 year ago

    Great host! Was very accommodating. Go here, great fun! Prices very reasonable and good snacks.

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    3 years ago

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    The Axe Pit

    The Axe Pit

    3.3
    (24 reviews)
    32.0 mi

    In a world stained by the sin of Man, survival depends on more than mere companionship. You also…read moreneed a sharp blade. At the Axe Pit in Clark's Pond Shopping Center of South Portland Maine, I found both. I first came upon the Pit a year ago during a lonely period in my life. For some time my work had taken me further from my family and my friends, and deeper into the cloudy ether of virtual life. I no longer knew what was real or contrived, and villainous illusions stalked me like shadows cast against the philosopher's wall. Eager to reclaim my tether to the physical universe, I approached the Pit warily. Although the name conjures images of an uncaring abyss, a crucible or testing ground for gladiators and mercenaries, the interior was immediately welcoming. A barkeep greeted me warmly and offered me a drink. The piney hops and sweet maltiness of the strong local ale mingled with the woodsmell of the target wall, and over the speakers a band of warrior-bards sang tales of chessboxing in old Shaolin. Against this backdrop my guide demonstrated the technique that would ensure my axe flew true. In the adjoining tavern room, people gathered around tabletop games of strategy, and in talking to these battle-scarred regulars I learned of those who master dungeons and chase dragons. It seemed there were nights for costumery, and nights for romance. Nights for parents to extend the hatchet handle to their teenaged children, and nights filled with live music. One night each week axe hurlers from across the southern Maineland convene to test each others' skill. When my blade struck its first bullseye, a cheer arose from staff and fellow patrons alike. I knew I had found a home of sorts, a refuge from the refuse fires burning beyond control all around us. Good people, strong spirits, and blades forged for the noble purpose of unity over cruelty and division. I returned the following week, and the week thereafter. I will undoubtedly make my way to the Pit again soon and I hope to see you there. Perhaps we might raise our glasses, clang the steel of our axe heads together and, rearing back, discover a new strength within ourselves that flows all the way from the tips of our fingers to the blood-red targets beyond.

    We're in town for a funeral and were looking forward to spending some time with family who are home…read morefrom the military. We made a point to plan responsibly, including having designated drivers, especially since there's a bar on location. We started the evening with a beer and lobster rolls elsewhere, then arrived at your establishment around 2000 hrs. We paid $25 per person, per hour, and ordered four drinks for our group of four. About 20 minutes later, we attempted to order another round and were told we were cut off. We respect management's right to make those decisions -- no issue there. However, what didn't sit right was that the group next to us, who appeared far more impaired, was then offered "last call" by the same manager who told us the bar was closed. That inconsistency is hard to ignore. We're more than capable of paying for a full night out, but when a group of civil servants -- including military family -- comes in to unwind responsibly and is treated this way, it's disappointing. We wish your business the best, but we won't be returning. We'll also be sharing this experience with others so they can make informed decisions when visiting from out of town. Again, thank you for your service.... And your axes are junk!

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    The stars were a lot of fun.
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