Ok so we didn’t have cigs cause we don’t smoke. But we left the Tri’s with the tank of gas, sunglasses and money in our pockets. We returned with less money (I think we all had a few dollars left), lots of fiber and tired from all the fun packed into our 40 hour marathon trip to the Black Sheep Gathering this weekend.
WOW. First I want to thank Jessica, Kim, and Nancy for the fantastic time we had. WOW. And sorry Heide that you weren’t feeling well so you spent money without our guidance and left early. It looks like you made good choices without us though.
The trip went a little like this. Jessica drove her Honda Civic, promising we could shoe horn 3 spinning wheels going down to Eugene and 4 coming back. We were skeptical to say the least. Kim drove over to Jessica’s. Jessica, Kim and I all met over at Nancy’s and we left from there. We made it down the road about 4 miles before we had to make a potty/coffee/road food stop at a local Shell station. Then we were set. We took turns grinding thru the Civic’s 5 speed manual transmission and arrived at Multnoma Falls a few hours later. SCORE!!! Artists from the Grand Ronde nation were demo-ing hat weaving, basket weaving and pigments made from local rocks. We met Deloras, the basket weaver and carver and didn’t want to leave. She was the coolest person EVER!!! (ok, Heide, you’re cool too, guess it’s a tie) We wanted to kidnap her and take her to BSG with us. I think she wanted to go too. She told us all about how to prepare Dogbane for spinning and weaving. And told us we shouldn’t prep it the traditional way of biting it since it is poisonous. Well I don’t think that is the problem. The Latin name for it is Apocynum Cannabinum Apocynaceae, a.k.a. Indian Hemp.
We reluctantly hit the road and made it to the fairgrounds in time for our sack lunches. We were so disciplined at this point, eating our lunches before we “allowed” ourselves to start flying through the vendors, buying everything within our grasp. Kim and I headed for Woodland Woolworks, while Jessica and Nancy disappeared. By the time we found Nancy over at the Crosspatch Creations booth, she was knocking over any one and any thing in her wake, trying to touch the Bellwether Spin-O-Lution Mach 1 that was going to be hers if she had to kill for it. Ok so I am (almost) exaggerating! Nancy was gracious enough to allow us to try out her new wheel. And let me tell you, it spins like a DREAM!
Buy the time Saturday’s vendors were closing for the day, we were about shopped out. There were so many distractions that I only made it through 2/3 of them. We spun outside for a while, it was wonderful.
Then we drove over to Springfield and checked into our hotel and tried to figure out where to eat by looking in the phone book. Not much help till I saw the word Rogue and realized we were in Rogue beer country. I asked my iPhone for directions and it (and Jessica’s car) delivered us to the Rogue Brewery door. I’m not kidding. We got a parking spot right in front of the door!
I like Dead Guy Ale so that was an easy choice for me. Jessica had the hard job of choosing 4 beers for her sampler.
Dinner was good, a few of us (not me) ordered dessert. I just don’t know if I’d like a beer float or a beer sundae.
Then back to the hotel to roll in our purchases and spin till we could spin no more. Sunday morning we figured our best bet was to carbo load so we’d have the energy to continue “visiting” BSG vendors. Again we employed the assistance of the iPhone. I typed in “pancakes eugene OR” and number 3 on the list was “Ye Old Pancake House”. Sounded like exactly what we needed. That and a few gallons of coffee.
By mid-afternoon we had run out of fiber shopping energy, sad I know. We were just putting off he daunting task attempting to pack 4 wheels, all our purchases and our overnight bags. We figured if we had to leave our dirty undies, and our pillows in the fair grounds parking lot so as to fit all the fleece and fibers, so be it.
We didn’t have to leave a thing!
We were home by 10 pm after a few more coffee stops. Which brings us to this question and contest. How many total ounces of caffeine were consumed in the 666 mile round trip in 40 hours? You have until Thursday June 26 midnight. Closest person gets a goodie bag. Leave it in the comments. (total was based on size of cups and mugs since we can’t figure out how much space the ice displaced in diet cokes.)