Portland Yarn Hopping

We were lucky enough to vacation in Portland Oregon again. I don't know what was going on (17 bridges ride?) but that bridge above and in front of us? Full of bicyclists. The road was closed to traffic unless you were two wheeled and were your own motor. 

Pretty neat! But traffic was not.

While we were in Portland, my lovely Hubby navigated me to four, yep you read that right, four yarn shops.  Coming back from the first one we saw this little horse sitting next to the recycle and trash bins. I was so sad at the thought of someone throwing her away.

Then I got close enough to see the real picture...she's tethered to her own parking spot. Not trash just someone with my sense of humor.

I think it was interesting to see how they're all similar yet different. I mean they all sold yarn but the stock varied from store to store more than I thought it would. It was also interesting to see how Twisted had changed. They all had comfortable Hubby seating. He was quite pleased with that. He never knows if he is going to be shushed into a corner or worse.

I think that my stash is in a different phase than it was a few years ago too. I find myself considering my choices more. I tend not to get things that I already have but have not yet used. (Yikes I still have a skein of yarn from the last Portland trip five years ago!) That is part of the reason some of the stash marinates and some does not. Why buy more if you have no idea if you really like knitting with it? If I am going somewhere that may have a yarn in a different color I have to actually use up the first yarn. So it has to either be new to me yarn or yarn that I have tried/liked, not just bought and stashed. It seems silly to buy more yarn if I don't know if I really like the yarn base or just the colors. If I haven't knit with it why get more of it? (None of you will quote me on this when I go to Rhinebeck, right?)

So in order of appearance, I give you Yarnkettle and Hubby mini Portland yarn crawl.

I so wanted to see Twisted again. The big wall of sock yarn that I loved is split up. I was rather sad to see it go, you know how I love my sock yarn. I wanted to try out Hazel Knits, so I picked out a skein and D picked one out. Can you tell which is which? They had Socks That Rock (STR) but again I have some skeins still in my stash and I finished a pair of STR socks on my way to Portland. Never fear my love for STR is not gone just currently satisfied. (You're not going to quote me on that either, I hope.)

Twisted was nice enough to tell me about Close Knit. A store I had heard about but forgot to look up. They used a very popular ice cream place being near as a selling point for D. Sadly we were too full from lunch to enjoy ice cream. I picked up a locally dyed yarn and one of my seemingly mandatory vacation Zauberballs. It was a shop that used all its limited space very well. D enjoyed reading Pete the Sheep Sheep and Where the Wild Things Are. The color in the Bumblebirch blue yarn is mesmerizing. Every time I pick it up I find myself just gazing at it. Good thing it is call Celestial, then I can pretend I'm thinking deep universal thoughts, not just ooooo pretty

Happy Knits had a huge room in the back for classes and knitting sessions. D was happy to have some room to stretch out in. Hmm I guess that it really does make it happy knits. Oh I am funny. They had a nice selection of sock yarns but it felt silly to buy a yarn local to me (Jill Draper Makes Stuff), only to transport it back to NY. I most likely could just buy it at a festival. I had to talk myself into getting Manos De Uruguay but I really love the socks I made from my previous vacation yarn. I thought about Black Trillium and Sweet Georgia, both have been or are in my stash, the colors they had did not call to me as much as I thought they would. I did find a skein of MadTosh to make another Honey Cowl. I wonder if Jack will look as good in that one?

We crossed the river to check out Dublin Bay Knitting Co. They had the best picture of the "Irish Boys" (cats) threatening your kneecaps if you took yarn into the restroom to steal. I made D go read it too. They were the biggest shop and had some truly lovely stuff, especially their Solstice yarns. But some were out of my personal price range. I'm sure they are worth it but just not for me, at this time. I ended up getting Three Irish Girls in two colors. They are a brand that I had heard much about. My camera messed with the colors but they are beautiful.

While we were blocks away we could not resist a trip to Powell's City of Books. As always a book store the size of a city block is overwhelming and fun. So many books! I found a used copy of A Fine Fleece for a great price and almost giggled when I picked it up. (I may have even growled protectively. There were no knitters present to witness my disgraceful behavior.) This was one of the books that slipped by me on its first run through life.

So there you have it. I still can not believe that I really do like orange now. Yep the stash, it changes.

I'm off to wind a skein of yarn, I don't know how I've resisted this long. Oh right! I had to get pictures first...