Friday, 17 November 2017

An Interesting Construction Sucks Me In . . .

I swore I wouldn't cast on another 4ply sweater for a little while, having just finished my Ola Yoke and still needing to complete the sleeves on my Carpino.  But then the latest Pom Pom issue arrived and I was smitten with the cover pattern, Tabular, designed by Maja Moller.  It was also the case that I had the house to myself that weekend so there was nothing and no one to stop me from casting on at 10pm on a Friday night. So that is what I did.


The jumper is knit in pieces and then seamed together. You start with the triangle at the top. It doesn't take long, so you immediately want to join those two rectangles of garter stitch, never mind that it's way past midnight by this point.


Then comes a long stretch of stockinette knit back and forth.  I haven't done so much purling in a long time, but when I'm excited about a design. . .

It's quite a cropped sweater which doesn't really suit me, but it is easy enough to lengthen and I appreciated that the designer put a note in the pattern at the point where you could do so.  I added thirty rows, and this is what the front now looks like (the final two rectangles are picked up next but I haven't yet decided on a colour).


I next decided to knit the back. Again, an awful lot of stockinette back and forth. So in order to keep my interest, I decided to stripe it.  It's also useful for counting rows.


The yarn is Jamieson & Smith 2ply jumperweight (grey and beige) and the red is Jamieson & Smith Heritage Light Fingering.  Now I am half way up one sleeve.  I'll finish the second sleeve and then make a final decision on that last colour. Stay tuned. . .

Friday, 10 November 2017

A Very Special Jumper. . .

Earlier this week, I finished my Ola Yoke jumper, designed by the very talented Ella Gordon.  I started the sweater while still in Shetland, and it holds a lot of great memories for me.  The dark charcoal grey is Jamieson & Smith 2ply jumper weight.  Ella herself sold me the cone at J & S headquarters in Lerwick.  The yoke is knit out of a variegated merino yarn by Nova Scotia's Fleece Artist, part of a series of special skeins celebrating Canada's National Parks. The lovely Janet, who was part of our knitting group exploring Shetland (and a fellow Canadian), kindly brought each of us a skein of this very special yarn.


As soon as I saw the colourway - Nunavut - with all its glacial, icicle-like blues and whites, I was reminded of Canadian painter Lawren Harris, in particular his paintings of Baffin Island and the far north of Canada.  I really wanted to use Janet's gift in a garment that would remind me of the great adventure we all had, the friendships we formed, and all the laughs (and there were many).  This pattern and yarn was perfect.


I added a few rows of purple (it's either J & S or Jamieson's of Shetland 4ply - I have long lost the ball band), as a nod to Harris who often includes the colour in his paintings.


I am completely in love with this jumper.  Of all the garments I've knit this year, it definitely has the best fit. The Shetland wool is warm and cozy, and it just feels so good to wear this. The only modification I made was to add a few extra decrease rows for a smaller neckline.  And this will always remind me of a fabulous vacation with a great group of women.

Friday, 27 October 2017

Off the Needles and On. . .

It seems an age since I posted any of my knitting but as I always have several projects on the needles, things are actually getting finished!

I enough scarves and shawls to last me a lifetime, but I just can't stop knitting them. They are my favourite portable project and one always has to have one of those tucked away in the bag!  They are also the best projects to try out new techniques or stitch patterns, or even how a yarn behaves.

This is my finished Strandwanderer, designed by Lea Viktoria.  This is a great pattern for a variegated skein as it really pulls out the individual colours. I also learned to knit backwards which is one of those invaluable skills. I wanted a bigger scarf than my one skein of Ripples Craft yarn in the Tartan colourway would allow, so I added this forest green Debonaire lace (which knits more like 4ply), and gradually increased the width of the striping.  I really like how it works with the other colours.


I won this pattern - Fika by Karie Westermann - in a knit-a-long prize draw, and thought it would be perfect for some skeins of Howgill Tweed from Laura's Loom that have been in my stash for several years.  Sadly, this yarn is discontinued but you could get the same marled effect by using two strands of contrasting or co-ordinating colours.


The photo above is a little washed out, but below, you can see the marled effect and how rich that orangey-red is.  This is a perfect autumnal, sheepy shawl.


September's project for A Year of Techniques was the Wood Warbler Cowl, designed by Martina Behm.  It was such a fun, quick project and ingeniously simple design, that I knit two!  The one on the left used two colourways of Schoppel-Wolle Gradient DK and for the one on the right, I cast on fewer stitches to make it a little more snug, and used the remnants of my Reothart yarn from Uist Wool paired with some Tamar DK from Blacker.


My absolutely favourite recent project though has to be the Eddy Wrap designed by Julia Farwell-Clay.  This was so much fun to knit. I used Kate Davies' Buachaille yarn for both the main body and the scallops and the colours are so cheery and autumnal that I smile every time I wear it. It reminds me of harlequins.



I also have two sweaters on the go.  I've now finished the body and sleeves of my Ola Yoke by Ella Gordon, and am really looking forward to joining them all up and starting the fair isle yoke pattern.  It's going to have a wintery look to it, so perfect for the next few months.


As part of Knit British's Good Intentions Club, in which we are encouraged to dig out neglected patterns and yarn and just knit the darn things, I have cast on Carpino by Carol Feller in this lovely teal Titus 4ply.  I am a little further on than this photo shows; the body is now done and I just have the sleeves and neckline to do. It's going to look great with jeans or a brown skirt.


Oops, and I may have just cast on another shawl too. I have long been pondering a pattern to show off a lovely set of mini-skeins from the Knitting Goddess that I bought at the Leeds Wool Festival.  I have settled on the Lamina Wrap by Ambah O'Brien and this is my current portable project.  The silvery white is the Knitting Goddess's new One Farm yarn and it may well be my yarn of the year - so soft and sheepy. Really enjoying knitting on this and seeing the subtle gradients develop.  Though I really should be knitting mittens.  I actually need mittens.


Friday, 20 October 2017

Happy Hebridean Wool. . .

Unlike my Shetland trip where I knew I'd have many opportunities to squish and purchase wool, my Hebridean holiday was planned guided walking within a group environment.  We were staying in some isolated B & Bs and we were going to be out walking all day i.e. during business hours, so  I thought the chances of coming across any wool would be fairly minimal and I was completely okay with that.  However, wool just seems to find me!

If you are ever in Ullapool on a Saturday, there is a small but delightful outdoor market set up in the parking lot across from the Ullapool Bookstore (also worth popping in).  And in this market are two wonderfully enthusiastic women originally from Harris, who take the Harris wool (that gets woven into the tweed) and ply three different colours together to create 100g balls of gorgeous marled yarn that knits up as an aran weight.  We arrived in Ullapool just half an hour before the market closed and since we had a couple of hours before the ferry to Lewis, I was just able to purchase some.

Doesn't this yarn look perfectly at home  in the Harris landscape?  I haven't decided yet whether to knit or weave with it.



Our second accommodation was a lovely hotel in the town of Tarbert on Harris.  And just five minutes away was the Harris Tweed shop.  It was closed when we arrived but again, as luck would have it, our ferry the next day wasn't until 11am.  So our guide arranged for a weaving demonstration.


This is Sean, the youngest in several generations of weavers in his family.  He's been winding bobbins since he was a small child at his grandmother's feet and he loves tinkering with these old weaving machines which are not only very fast with lots of complex components, but are quite noisy too. Here, he is weaving in a demonstration room but most weavers have these in their homes. He also told us that the cloth he weaves here actually can't have the Harris Tweed label attached to it; only tweed woven in the homes of Harris weavers can get that special designation.  Amazingly, there are only 192 weavers on Harris who supply all of that lovely fabric that is then sent around the world.  Sean donates his demonstration tweed to the local primary school in the hope that he'll inspire a future generation of weavers, but also some designers too.


I knew we were pressed for time and what you can't see in the photo above are the many shelves filled with huge bolts of the most gorgeous Harris tweed.  I was quietly miming to his assistant to cut me various lengths so I could quickly pay for it before we had to dash.  There was a huge cardboard box with some skeins of wool in it too.  How could I resist?

Here is my little haul.  It's fully my intention to improve on my sewing skills over the next couple of months. I certainly won't be cutting into this precious stuff for a while yet, but very much hope that the brown/burgundy/blue tweed will some day become a handmade skirt. Maybe with mustard or teal lined pockets.



Across from the weaving building was the Harris Tweed store where they sell clothing, bags, scarves, and all manner of items made out of tweed.  I unexpectedly found the coat of my dreams. It was a bit of a naughty purchase but I knew I would have regretted it, had it not come home with me. It will last me for years. so I see it as a great investment piece.





One of the places I had secretly hoped we would get to on this trip was Uist Wool. They had a lovely booth at last year's Edinburgh Yarn Festival and I just love everything about their backstory - the passion to re-invigorate the wool industry on Uist and pay the crofters a decent price for their wool, and their creative aesthetic and experimentation when it comes to their yarns, all of which are undyed, but offer an incredible choice in terms of colours, textures and blendings.  Their business flyer has a photo of Eavel on the back and I wore my Nuuk sweater, knit out of their Reothart wool, when I climbed it the day before.


Uist Wool was located fairly near to our last hotel. The night before our last day, I asked our guide if it was possible to visit but he said the planned walk was a long one and we wouldn't get back in time.  The next day however, the weather was too windy and he changed our itinerary to drive to Eriskay instead. So at breakfast he told me we could stop by on the way.  Only we were leaving at 9am and it didn't open until 10am.  Drats.  Of course I told him to skip it as the walking was more important.  At the end of the walk there had been plans for a pint at the famous Politician Pub, but when we got there, it was closed for the season!  Which then freed up about an hour, which then allowed us to get to Uist Wool just before closing!  Hooray!  And it was such a lovely store.



Four of us in the group were knitters and all of us had been so struck by the beauty of the Hebrides that falling for souvenir yarn wasn't hard (we all bought lots of yarn).  I went for all the dark Hebridean colours.


And so a trip that was primarily about walking, also turned into a celebration of wool too. It was made all the more special by having seen the sheep, and walked many miles of the landscape that had not only inspired the colours but contributed to the smells and textures too.  You can't get better souvenirs than that.  Now I just have to wait for colder weather to wear my new coat!

Friday, 13 October 2017

A Hebridean Holiday Day 5: A Walk on Eriskay. . .

On our last walking day on the Outer Hebrides, it was really windy so our leader cancelled our intended walk up another high mountain and instead, we drove to the tiny island of Eriskay and did a lovely coastal walk.

The water was such a stunning shade of turquoise. That little green covered island you can see below is apparently where the SS Politician of Whisky Galore fame ran aground.


On the eastern side of the island is a lovely coastline full of rocky and mossy inlets.


And of course the water is all around you.


With great views over to Skye.


The largest hill is only about 186 m, but we climbed it for the view.


From the top you can see the causeway that connects Eriskay to South Uist.


And in the other direction you are looking towards Barra.


This is the beach where Bonnie Prince Charlie first came ashore to try and regain the British crown.


I thought it was the perfect place to sit and knit for fifteen minutes.


This beach also has excellent shells - I love the textured pattern on this one.


We then walked back around the western coast, where again the water was full of a multitude of colours and the beaches were full of interesting treasures.



And back near the van was this lovely field of montbretia.


Every part of the Hebrides is different and has its own unique beauty.  It was a stunning place for a walking holiday and these five days were more than enough for me to fall totally in love with the landscape; it's a place I definitely want to return to and there is so much more to explore.  The Outer Hebrides also has its own unique wool and textile history (it is the home of Harris Tweed of course) and though I never expected with this group holiday to get any shopping in at all, fate often has a way of putting wool in front of me, so I definitely did not go home empty-handed.  More on that in my next post.

Monday, 9 October 2017

A Hebridean Holiday Day 4: In Which Eavel Goes Straight Into My Top Ten Walks of All Time. . .

On our fourth day, we headed to North Uist, first taking the ferry to Berneray (which is connected to Uist by a causeway).  The water was like glass.


We could see our afternoon walk in the distance - Eavel, the highest hill on Uist. It's the triangular one almost dead center in the photo below.


Here's a close-up from the start of the walk.  I call it a walk, but it was more like a march as we were pressed for time, having only about four hours to complete it.


The first obstacle was getting across the stepping stones. Our guide tested it out first and thankfully held my hand at several slippery moments.


At one point I thought I'd confused mountains because I couldn't see how we'd get to the bottom slopes with so much water surrounding it.  But no - that is Eavel and the only way to climb it, is to go around the edges of this lake.  At a march.



Getting closer. . .



And now we're on the climb proper, looking back at the edges of the water we needed to travel around.


It was clear early on, that this was going to be a spectacular climb.  Every moment I stopped to catch my breath and looked around me, I gasped at the beauty.  This is looking east towards the Minch.


And here are the magnificent views from the top. I can't capture it in the photos (and the wind was blowing something fierce at the top - I could barely hold my phone steady) but towards the west we could clearly see the outline of St Kilda and we had great views of Skye to the east. Plus the incredible watery landscape just below us.  It was incredible - I've never seen anything like it.




But all too soon, we needed to head back.



And one last look back as we neared the end at about 5pm.  Despite the speed we had to hike, I absolutely loved this walk. Eavel is definitely not the most challenging of hills (it's only 347m) but I have never seen a 360 degree view like it. This was without a doubt my favourite walk of the holiday. Everyone else picked the heights of Clisham, but for me the views are everything.  I only wish we could have stayed at the top longer.