This Lady Knits

This last weekend found me, Libby and MHP jumping on a ferry and taking a little ride out to meet Sachi, who found this little fiber thing going on, that’s where we saw the sheep shorn. So Libby, MHP and I jumped on the Walla Walla and took a very quick 30 minute ferry ride accross the sound, where we found Sachi waiting oh so patiently, spinning in the parking lot of a gas station that had wooden figures standing in front of it.  *smacks self upside the head* I totally forgot to take pics. 

A short ride later, accross the Hood Canal Bridge, we found Port Ludlow, not hard to do when you’re following a GPS.  The harder part, was finding this little fiber shindig.  So the GPS tells us we’re arriving at our destination, so what do I do, find the nearest sign that says farm, not much else out there, and in my defense, we were looking for a farm and the GPS said we were there.  A quick turn left, and up the road, the road turned to dirt rocks and pot holes, shortly after that a sign saying that the road was no longer maintained by the county.   Next up are the sheep, so we must be in the right place, but no all they had were eggs.  Sachi whipped out the ad she had seen in a local paper advertising this event and gives them a call.  She tells us we’re about a block off.  So back in the car, and drive a block, ok, so we’re following Sachi and thinking this ain’t no city block, a mile later, this isn’t even really a block, about a mile after than there’s a sign that we drive by….guess what we just passed where we were going, so a mile or so later we finally find a road to turn around on. and away we go.

Oh and the fleece we see, some raw fleece, some processed, felted goods, spinners, sheep and a very alert and attentive sheep dog, well I don’t know if it was a sheep dog, but it’s job was to tend the sheep (again sorry no pics, but he was adorable)

Lots of Romney.  Oh look a bag of 3lb processed romney followed me home after being properly fondled and hugged.

Libby just had to find out how soft this romney was.

Meet Squeaky, AKA Gray Lady, a barn cat.

The late lamb from the last post just before I started shooting the video. This was his first shearing.  What beautiful fiber he had.

and the end result, he’s very soft to the touch after his locks were shorn.

We wandered on over to Sequim to a fiber festival and look who was learning to spin on a drop spindle.  Libby picked up a drop spindle up for MHP on our last foray to OFFF, he’s been wanting to learn ever since.  He got his chance.

All in all a very fun day.