So from tree looms attacked by squirrels and natural leaf doilies on frosty mornings to our favourite place in the world. The Adirondecks.
And then pumpkin carving with our buddies before flying to Portland.
The population of Portland prides itself on keeping it weird. A tradition that they seem to have perfected. Way too weird for me - and I never thought I'd say that. But if it means we can eat Voodoo doll doughnuts and laugh ourselves stupid over mimosa cocktails with our buddies at breakfast, then it was fun.
And then of course. We (hopefully) broke the world record for the biggest crochet hook.
We made a basic web out of yarn we'd spun from wool. We went for texture and lumps and bumps, navajo plying it badly for extra texture. (There's me and Jimbo)
Then we used the hook. (That's Laurie of the CLF.)
And crocheted the outer part of the web.
Yes I am gurning as I strain to lift that darn thing. That's a genuine sweat being broken. But we did it!
Next - the Coast Starlight train to Oakland.
Before surrendering to the beauty of Yosemite.
Marvelling at Lake Tenaya.
More in a few days.....