Last Sunday I again tried to reach the top of Te Kopahou Hill – and I again failed. It was an enjoyable failure – a nice day’s walk, I got a little bit further than last time, and think I now know the best route. At the time, of course, I didn’t think that and wanted to scream at the hill path I was attempting.
But hey I still got some nice photos. Continue reading
I’m a few days late for Yarnalong, but better late than never right?
I still haven’t got much to show on the knitting front, as I’m designing stuff that’s not ready to release yet, but I have cast on a Hello Kimono baby cardigan for a friend.
But there’s much more to report on the book front: Continue reading
Several years ago, I spotted a woolwinder and a swift on a carpentry website and asked my Dad to make me them. I wasn’t being wholly serious – they looked really hard to make.
I was living in Melbourne at the time. Lo and behold, on Dad’s next trip to see me, out of the suitcase came the swift and the woolwinder. Continue reading
It feels like forever and a day since I’ve finished something – or at least something I can share!
Pattern: Noodlehead’s Maker’s Tote
Fabrics & Notions: Spotlight
Alterations: I didn’t make very many alterations on purpose, but some from misreading the pattern. Mostly I followed the pattern. Continue reading
Sunday was the last day of my #peakbragging and I am happy and sad to report that I both succeeded and failed.
I succeeded in that I achieved the intangible goal of getting out and exploring more of Wellington while the weather was good. I went on a couple of walks I’d always wanted to do and saw my hometown from more angles than I imagined possible.
I failed in the tangible goal in that I didn’t set foot on the top of every peak. Wright’s Hill was planned for Saturday, but I was distracted by Scrabble and beer and never made it. I’m okay with that, I was up there a couple of weeks before Christmas. And Te Kopahou…well that’s a story all in itself. Continue reading
I’ll be completely honest: I did not enjoy the Makara Peak walk. It was hot and muggy. I wore the wrong shoes (sneakers instead of my boots). The track is a shared mountain biking and walking track. I’ve nothing against mountain bikers. It just means you have to always be listening for the slither of tires behind you and be ready to hop off the path to let them pass. Continue reading
Day 5 was a bit too hot for big peak, so I headed up Mt Vic (196m – which I live part way up) as the sun was setting. Continue reading
