We spent last weekend at Black Butte in Central Oregon, with a couple other families. The house was spectacular; there was room for the 12 of us but could easily have accommodated more.
The back of the house overlooked a lake.
Here’s the view from the hammock:
It was a pretty busy weekend, biking, swimming, hiking. We stopped at the Camp Sherman general store:
Picturesque and well stocked. The gas pumps are just for show; they only have three digits, and one of them is a decimal!
The headwaters of the Metolius River are here. They come from an underground spring, but they don’t look very impressive at the head. The river is known for its excellent fly fishing. We hiked from the Wizard Falls Fish Hatchery to these springs, which come out of the river bank. It’s a strange and beautiful sight, a water fall without a visible stream behind it.
I knit three tiny hats over the weekend:
I re-strung my ankle bracelet, which was previously strung on thread but had frayed. Now it’s on wire:
And I made a new one, which includes a shell from last month’s trip to the British Virgin Islands.
I also started the back of my Central Park Hoodie.
Aside from my usual angst about gauge, it’s going pretty well. It’s blockable to the right size, but knowing me, I may start it again on larger needles. Even though I did make a gauge swatch. Sweater starts usually end up being my real gauge swatch!
All in all, a great weekend!