So as soon as I'd cast off the last stitch, darned in the last end, she packed them up in her rucksack and took them to camp.
|With thanks to Grandpa's old Scout Handbook|
Or, to be more accurate, since I managed two pairs, she put the blue and navy ones on her feet, which were stuffed, then, into her wellies, and she packed the stripey ones for emergencies.
On Friday night we took her to the drop-off point and the latest news we have is in a forlorn text this morning which tells us that pick ups might be earlier than originally planned. We're used to that round here. It's a rain thing.
I hope her feet have stayed warm, because I was pleased that she had agreed to play along when I had suggested special camping socks. I would have saved their details for a memo this Monday; but, new thing as they are, I can't count them as a weekend innovation if, by Friday night, they were in a field, in a sleeping bag, under canvas.
All the same, they are the first heavy duty socks I have produced, with (UK term) double knitting wool from West Yorkshire Spinners - I love this wool, it seems to help my stitches come out more neatly and more ordered - and a new toe style which achieves a chic little raised line along each side of the top of the foot. I'll definitely be using it again.
I had started with a pattern from ravelry; but - lesson learned - I now know that just because it has a cute name, a persuasive picture and a set of instructions that doesn't mean my downloaded pages hold the secret to an excellent well fitting sock. So I tried again and made it up as I went along (though some of the colourwork pattern comes from Folk Socks by Nancy Bush. Then I wrote it all down in my sock notebook. Maybe what I need now is a cute name? For socks to help you camp in a field in the wet and cold, in a tent? How about the "No Need TO Take Them Off At Bedtime Socks"? That's June Sock of the Month.