Hello Peeps!
I have been working hard at work and at school and haven't had much time for anything else. I promise there is a post coming soon...I have been working on lots of things - primarily on my 15 min breaks at work, but still making progress.
Below is a bit about how I got into what I call Hobby Travel - this is when I travel to whatever location to either knit, spin, costume, sew or any other hobby that tickles my fancy. It started with hobby travel - and has turned out to be an adventure in community. There are a multitude of communities out there for whatever your hobby is, that will allow you to explore and expand your horizons with a group of individuals who share your interests.
I hope that through this blogpost you will be inspired to find your community, whatever it might be, and join in. I need to say that this post will be somewhat incomplete, this is a post that I wrote a while ago but didn't get it out.... this is what I have written thus far on this post so here we go....
I need to tell you a bit about Black Sheep Gathering (BSG). I know I haven't mentioned BSG here before...primarily because I have been too busy talking about all the other things I am excited about, but don't be mistaken, I am thoroughly excited about BSG!
Black Sheep Gathering is a weekend long fiber festival in Eugene, OR. There are tons of knitting and spinning classes and all sorts of different types of fiber craft events. I hope you don't mind but I would like to tell you a little bit about how I got into the world of not only knitting but what I like to call Hobby Travel :)
When I was younger I used to do what we called finger-knitting - the knitting on the Knifty Knitter is kinda the same type of knitting. The knitting seems to be less secure and unravel easier...I don't know if that’s actually true, but it seemed to be to me.
I had been knitting on the Knifty Knitter for quite some time...off and on...and I had knitted a scarf for a co-worker of mine. One morning I went into my walk-in closet and found the scarf I had knitted for her unraveled. My dog had apparently decided to "play" with my newest creation and it had easily come undone.
I decided that it didn't make any sense to put all the time and love into making a scarf if the stitching wasn't going to hold up. I thought that if I learned how to "real knit" my work would be better quality and last longer. My mom had given me a copy of the Reader's Digest Complete Guide to Needlework, so I looked at the section on knitting and picked up some needles and yarn I had lying around and began to re-knit the scarf for my friend. It took a little while to get the hang of it, but eventually I was knitting scarves garter stitch like a pro.
There was a gal at work who knitted on all her breaks...I had talked to her about knitting several times and I wanted to do more than knit scarves. She was knitting socks at the time and I starting talking to her more about how I wanted to knit something new. She told me about her knitting group that met every week and I decided to join.
I wanted to make socks...so she told me that I should start with a hat. I whipped through a hat as fast as I could and then cast on my socks. Rachel and I became fast friends and she had told me about this knitting camp she was going to in April called CampKIP. It had long been sold out so I couldn’t join her, but there was a fiber festival happening near us in February called Madrona and that wasn’t really a limited attendance thing so I went to that.
Madrona was great fun, I met a lot of really wonderful people and started some friendships that I am sure will last a lifetime. CampKIP was fast approaching and Rachel was so excited she could hardly stand it. It was a week away when she IM’d me at work saying that there was a last minute cancellation and a spot was open if I could make it.
Needless to say I made it happen ...I cannot express in one post how much fun CampKIP was and how much it changed the way I see things...and community in general.
I will post again soon about how many things have happened since then.
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