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Showing posts with label pip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pip. Show all posts

Friday, March 15, 2019

Welfare Check

When a musher gets stopped out on the trail and the GPS tracker doesn't move or moves in circles...they try to find someone in the area who can get out to them and do what's called a welfare check to make sure everyone is okay.  


One of the musher I am following this year is Blair Braverman.  She appeared to be having trouble at a creek, or was maybe trying to get back to a cabin, or...her gazillion Twitter fans were all panicked.  I felt bad as well because I too feared the worst.  Turns out her GPS unit was malfunctioning and she was still on the trail.  

No such luck here.  I left "Unalakleet" in good spirits, knitting on strong.  I did my short rows, divided for the sleeves, added 8 or 9 inches to the body...started second guessing how it was going, hesitantly knit another inch or two...and stalled out.  


I needed a break anyway.  I'd knit to where my hands were sore.  Bill was in town so I was helping with shearing at Final Frontier Farm on Monday and then we sheared here Wednesday.  The Wool House Crafters met on Tuesday and I asked a couple folks for their opinion on the fabric I was getting and I think we all agreed that it was okay, but could be better.  

I ripped it all back to Unalakleet.  I figured if I was going to get stuck out on the trail making some necessary sled repairs, there'd be no better place than to hang out with fellow Iknitaroder knitski and eat sourdough pancakes ;-).  20 caught up with us there.


20:  Glad you've made it back here to Unalakleet and everything is okay.  Sounds like you've had some trouble this year.  What can you tell us about that?

TCSL: Well, the theme this year so far seems to be gauge.  Gauge too tight, gauge too loose, gauge not making sense, gauge inconsistencies due to sloppy or inattentive knitting on my part...  

20:  Why is gauge so important?

TCSL: Gauge affects how the fabric feels and how a garment fits.  If you knit it too loose it's "sleazy".  If you knit it too tight, it's feels stiff and harsh.  If your gauge doesn't work with the pattern size you've chosen, your sweater won't fit.  There are frequently gauge issues with stranded knitting versus straight stockinette as well.

20:  I thought you did some gauge samples before the race though.  Shouldn't that have helped?

TCSL:  Yes, absolutely.  My mistake was only swatching the plain knitting, not the colorful patterning as well.  I lost two days right off the bat because I didn't do that and had to restart 2-3 times.  After I finally felt like I was on the right track and finished the top section, I started down the body and all was okay for awhile and then I started knitting tighter for some reason and the fabric started feeling "off".

20:  So what are you going to do about that?

TCSL:  I did what Stella always says "Take it back out and do it right."  I unraveled it all the way back to the bottom of the yoke last night and I am going to go up a needle size which will make the stitches bigger and the fabric softer and smushy-er and I'm going to pay more attention this time.

20:  That sounds like a good plan.  So other than the sled runner issues, how have you enjoyed the trail so far?

TCSL:  Honestly, the trail this year has been one of the prettier ones.  We got all sorts of beautiful snow early on and Pip and I really enjoyed that.  I took a bunch of pictures of that and all the sheep and even did some videos that I just haven't had time to edit together.  

20:  I've noticed you've been knitting in the Wool House more this race.  What changed to encourage that?

TCSL:  I loved that cute little tan couch, but it wasn't the most comfortable sled ;-).

20:  It's been fun catching up on all the Iditarod race videos and interviews up there with you as well.  

TCSL: Yes!  I've really liked being able to run my iPad up there this year.  It's been fun to keep up with the race a little better while I'm knitting.  I've listened to some good books and podcasts as well and I like that better than trying to knit watching tv.

20:  What's been your favorite? 

TCSL:  Ooh, hard to pick.  I really enjoyed Winterdance: the fine madness of running the Iditarod and Dogsong both by Gary Paulson.  I listened to Call of the Wild by Jack London as well.  I liked it...I mean it's a classic, but some was hard to listen to.  I'm going to look for another sled dog or Iditarod story to keep us company as we get back out on the trail.  I also have a few episodes of the Iditapod to listen to.  That's a really fun podcast.  And you know, the race isn't over so there will still be more race updates from Iditarod.com :-).

20:  Do you think there is any chance you could still get finished before the Red Lantern?

TCSL:  Not really.  I'd have to think we are mathematically out at this point, but I'm basically okay with that.  It's disappointing for sure, but I'd rather be disappointed by not finishing quickly than disappointed in the finished sweater.   My sheep team worked hard to get here and I want them all to be happy and proud.  Sometimes what you learn out on the trail is more important than the race itself.  I'll come off this race a much more skilled knitter...and that will help me for next year!


Wednesday, March 6, 2019

Keeping An Eye On The Trail



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We are all running strong now.  The sweater looks much better and I think I'm safe on the gauge.  Pip is not convinced.  She thinks it's going to be too big for her ;-).


Sunday, September 9, 2018

From The Department Of...

In what is looking like the summer that will never end, Gladys is not well and I had to take her to the vet last week.  If you are asking yourself how one takes a chicken to the vet, if your chicken is Gladys, you just put a towel down on the front seat and off you go.


"We're going where?!?"

Here is a short video as we headed down the lane.


Once she got used to the movement, she settled down on the edge of the seat and just rode along like she did it every day, looking around the car, out the window, at me, out the window...

Taking Gladys to the vet seems like it should be an entire story all on it's own, but no, there is a whole 'nuther chapter in "This Could Only Happen To Me."  As we were cruising down the bypass, headed home, I spotted a tiny sheep on the side of the road.  Screeeech!


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After being abandoned on the side of the road since, I'm guessing, the end of July and then picked up and hung on a road side marker, this poor little sheep can only be thinking "What now?", looking up a big chicken who's just been to the vet and had her car ride home interrupted.


The reason I'm guessing she's been out there since late July is the county fair ribbon tied around her arm.


Is this not the saddest little sheep you've ever seen?  


Three or four washes later and she has a whole new lease on life :-).


"Someone loves me and is going to give me a good home :-)"


So what is this little sheep's story?  How did she end up on the side of the road?  Was it purely an accident?  Maybe a toddler tossed her out the window?  A tired parent set it on the roof and forgot it?  Is someone looking for her?  Or is that third place ribbon a clue?  

She looks like she might have been made by a child as a 4-H project.  Was her maker disappointed by a third place ribbon?  Disappointed enough to throw her away?  There is no way to know for sure, but in the off chance that this is what happened, there are a few things I'd like to say to that child.

Well, I'd like to say something about not being a bad sport and would she have been more valued with a blue ribbon and what that might say about a person...but I'm going to leave that be.   

What I am going to say is:  Hey, you made a stuffed sheep toy.  A sheep toy that looked enough like a sheep that I spotted it out of the corner of my eye at 40 miles an hour.  A sheep toy that someone loves and is enjoying playing with.  You made something of value.  Be proud of that!  


"The crazy chicken lady says I'm not the first little sheep she's found and rescued from the side of the road.  I think she's actually a crazy sheep lady!"

Speaking of chickens, Gladys is doing "okay" and while not out of the woods, she did boss around the crowing hen this evening so I'm taking that as a good sign.  I'll keep you posted.