camping

I am not a camping sorta person. I’d rather be in a hotel room with three thousand thread count Egyptian cotton sheets and a shower, but whatever. Tomorrow we go camping.

I spent the day packing. First, some light reading.

Stillwater, and other light reading.

Then, some current projects.

we call them pirates

Above, We Call Them Pirates, by Hello Yarn, free here. Below, a sock for Jerry waiting for it’s mate.

big mexiko

I’m also bringing my second handspun yarn to make a second Ganomy.

trodden

Actually, I knit most of the hat tonight at knitting group. Sadly, I have no updated photo yet. Perhaps I’ll finish it on the way, then I can make Gerald take a picture of me on the Mile High Swinging Bridge in the heart of the Blue Ridge Mountains.

For my just-in-case, you-never-know project, I’m bringing a ball of Cascade 220 for a Seaman’s Cap. There is no possible way I will run out of things to knit.

another cap?

But if, perchance, I do run out of things to knit, I’ve already mapped all yarn stores within a 20 mile radius of the campground. I’ve called in advance to be sure of the hours of operation, and have the phone numbers handy if I get lost on the way.

knitting bag

Now maybe I should, like, pack the rest of the stuff we’ll need.