For reasons unknown to any of us here at Knitter’s Nirvana, we have been on a big darn road trip. We do this every now and then, and it is not always a good thing, as we are always lost. Nevertheless, we went from our home in Northern Utah to
, and actually made it back again, although it took us about six weeks. This time we didn’t go through any states unintentionally, which is a first for us. Also all the yarn shops were hiding, so the only yarn purchased was on the second day or our journey at Cameron Trading Post in Northern Arizona. This is a trading post in the desert on the edge of a Native American nation – I can’t remember which nation. It’s a really great trading post with a good selection of Native American products. I always find it quite amusing as it is a big stop-off point for tour buses en route to the Key West Grand Canyon which usually means hoards of Japanese tourists wearing dress-up clothes, hospital masks and lots of cameras. They take pictures of everything and don’t even ask first which is a bit disconcerting. One time I found a masked woman in high heels and teeny tiny shorts taking a picture of my license plate. I don’t get it.
Anyway, there is always a shopping cart full of yarn back in the deli. I don’t get that either, but nonetheless, it is always there. It’s a lightly spun heavy worsted weight wool, with some lanolin left in. I don’t know if it’s something that is made locally or what, but the skeins have little tags on them with a date and a color number. The red one says Russet B. Sheep. It’s a bit on the scratchy side, but I think it will make great mittens or something for this winter.