Here's why you haven't heard from me in a while.
A little while ago, we hopped the back fence to our new neighbors' house for drinks. A conversation about a sketchy guy in who always seemed to have things for sale that maybe fell off the back of the truck led me to say "Hey, if he ever has kayaks, let me know." And although the sketchy guy didn't have kayaks for sale, another of the guests at the house had these three in her garage, where they had sat unused and taking up space for years. In a margarita-fueled urge to clean out the garage, she told me I could just come over and get 'em.
Turns out my sister had a U Haul the following Saturday, and the woman who offered didn't take back the offer when sober.
So instead of knitting, we spent Saturday afternoon cleaning these (critters had set up house in the ends - enough said), Sunday getting paddles and life vests, and Monday figuring out what kind of rack would fit on the car and hold 3 kayaks. Tuesday, we drove over to LL Bean and watched the very capable guys who work there put this sporty looking rack up on my Honda roof.
Yesterday Maya and I did this ( thanks to stepstools), without dropping a kayak, killing one another OR noticeably denting the car.
We drove 5 minutes away from our driveway and got them off the car (again without the killing, dropping or denting) and carried them into the water right here:
After an hour or so, we came home where I poured half a glass of beer, half a glass of pear cider into my polka dot glass and picked up my knitting for the first time in about a week.
When the drink was done, I turned to the knitting and did a little button band.
The sweater matches my new red boat, which makes me happy.
In already-knit news, I hope to post my late summer/early fall pattern sometime next week. It's called Champagne, and if I was really thinking, I'd have christened one of the kayaks and took a photo! (but not sure the bottle wouldn't bounce off the whatever-kayaks-are-made-of plasticy hull)