Are you a traveling knitter?

Are you a traveling knitter (or a wannabe)? If so, tell your story here for a chance to win a membership in my Arctic Lace Luxury Yarn Club!

If you’ve been drooling over my Alaska knitting cruises or my trips to Europe for knitting research, but you haven’t been able to join me, here’s your chance to get onboard with an armchair travel tour of Alaska, complete with twelve unique patterns, six luxury yarns (including three kinds of qiviut yarn), and lots more!

Are you a traveling knitter? 1

If you’ve done any traveling with your knitting — whether it’s to another continent or country, or even just across town to a fiber show, yarn shop, or knitting group — tell your story here in the comments for a chance to win a Value Membership in the club. If you’ve only traveled in your dreams, let’s hear about the exotic locales on your bucket list!

Make sure you include:

  • Your first name
  • Your location (country or state where you live)
  • Where did you go?
  • What did you buy or make?
  • What inspired you?

Everyone who posts a story will get a 15% off coupon to sign up, and we’ll be drawing one grand-prize winner next week, who will win a completely free membership. So be sure to include your email (it won’t be shown) and check back for updates so you don’t miss the announcement!

  1. Jacinta Kunkle 04/05/2013 at 12:38 am Reply

    Keeping socks on your baby’s feet is no simple task. One little kick, a tug at the toes and they’re off. And of course it’s always one sock from every pair that gets lost!-

    My own blog site

  2. Dusty, from Missouri, USA.

    Ding ding ding ding.

    Dusty, c’mon down and claim your prize!!!!

  3. And the winner is… Are you ready? Drum roll and envelope please… 

  4. Love to knit, love to travel.
    I travel with a “no brainer” type project such as simple socks in order to be able to enjoy the scenery along the way and to be able to visit with fellow travelers and with locals.
    Once at a destination, the souvenir quest begins…..where is the local yarn shop and what unique fibers does it carry? Wool from the Falklands and possum from New Zealand are stashed away until the perfect pattern comes along. And what will I do with Navajo yarn from Arizona?
    Just finished reading about qivuit as next week 3 generations of sisters embark on a cruise tour of Alaska (we will celebrate my sister’s 85th birthday cruising through Glacier Bay) and my first purchase will be yarn to make a shawl for her.

  5. Three people posted short stories on FB:

    Heidi Hackney
    OOOOH!! I will be traveling and knitting this weekend with my boyfriend and his best friend from the Greenwich, CT area to the Arlington, VA area… I will tell tales of road rage and yarn as we are leaving Greenwich at 3 PM and I am sure we will hit all the traffic in NY/NJ and DC. FUN TIMES AHEAD!

    Anne Catlady
    Shared one story, then thought of a second one!! I was in Mexico, and we were at a local restaurant. Seated at a table with another couple from the same resort… I’d worn a hand knit lace shawl – evenings can be cool in January, and restaurants air conditioned. At the end of the meal, one of the ladies asked about and complimented my shawl, saying how she enjoyed looking at it throughout the meal, as it reminded her of her childhood, and how her grandmother used to knit. She thanked me for giving her the fond memories :)

    Paula Chase
    I will shamelessly knit in public, including on Princess Margaret Beach on Bequia….the day Princess Margaret died! Talk about coincidence! I carry my knitty bag everywhere!

  6. I live on Vancouver Island, on the west coast of Canada. Like many passionate/obsessed knitters, I take my knitting with my everywhere. Just before Christmas last year I had to have spinal surgery and yes, I did take my knitting to the hospital! I continued working on a pair of socks for my brother, while waiting on a gurney for the surgeon! My brother had just returned from a long period of hiking in the jungles of Borneo, so the change in temperature between there and VI in the middle of winter meant that he really needed some warmer clothes. Knitting kept me distracted from the anxiety about the surgery and focused on making something for a loved one.
    We’ve recently taken a trip to the UK and the disappointment of not being able to sit with my family was tempered by the fact that I was able to knit for nearly the entire journey, stopping only to take off, eat, take my daughter to the bathroom, then land again. It was bliss!

  7. My My name is Virginia and I live in Tucson, Arizona.

    I am a rookie travelling knitter and would like to do a great deal more travelling with a knitterly theme: Stitches West, Black Sheep Gathering, Schoolhouse Press Knitting Camp, Reinbeck…and yes, the knitting cruises, retreats and across-the-pond adventures too.
    My yen to travel is hampered by industry-wide changes in my profession that require major programming modifications twice a year – seemingly at the favored times of the year for the famed knitterly events. {sigh}

    Locally, I try to get together with crafty friends a couple of times weekly, attend a monthly Sock Club at LYS Kiwi Knitting, and I assist in setting up the World Wide Knit in Public (WWKIP) day events in Tucson. I am a member of the Tucson Handweaver’s and Spinner’s guild but have been unable to attend the evening meetings this last year.

    WWKIP Day is pretty much every day for me. I knit nearly everywhere I go. Movies, doctor’s appointments, concerts, shopping, some work meetings, restaurants….I guess I am a local “travelling” knitter.

    My first major knitterly event was the 2009 Sock Summit in Portland, Oregon. I won a “Golden Ticket” and was able to get a few SS09 classes via the Lottery drawing. I was also able to purchase a ticket to presentation by Barbara Walker. (That introduction to Barbara Walker kicked off a whole ‘nother level of inspiration and book collecting!)

    At SS09, I specifically shopped for my favorite Indy-dyer entrants into the “Dye for Glory” competition on Raverly (I got all but one skein too!).

    I was charmed and inspired by the amazing, welcoming vibe of the Sock Summit. I had something profound in common with every single person there. So many open hearts, appreciation, and shared joy. It’s hard to describe, but I hear that is a common feeling at knitterly events.

    My other major knitterly event was Sock Summit 2011. ;-) I spent a little time away from the Convention Center and explored Portland a more.
    I was again inspired by Raverly to track down certain Indy-dyers that had posted new colorways they’d be offering at the Sock Summit.

    I was able to reconnect with friends I’d made at SS09 and make a few more friends – which almost landed me in the Sheep to Sock Competition {wry grin}. (I was thankful to be replaced by a much more advanced and wicked-fast knitter).

    My most recent travelling craft trip was to Long Beach for the International Quilt Festival. I bought very little – some patterns and some fat-quarters. I was most intrigued by the indigo-dyed fabric and the Japanese Yukata fabrics (Sorry, my purchases are at home and my memory should not be trusted on the name of the Japanese fabrics I purchased.).
    I knit whilst exploring the quilt marketplace but traded out knitting for my camera so I could take pictures of Wyland’s Whaling wall painted on the arena of the convention center.

    And I think I’ve devolved into blather so I’ll stop here.

    Great fun and safe journey to you on your Travelling. Thank you for sharing your adventures!

  8. Hi! I live on Long Island, New York. I don’t travel much. I’m a nervous traveler. However, I love road trips and on those trips, I buy yarn. When I knit with the yarn, I remember the trip, what I saw. It makes a great memory. My kids were amazed that on a trip to Disney World, Mom actually found yarn in a gift shop in the Magic Kingdom. If it’s there, I’ll find it!

    My dream trip would be the British Islands. I’d love to see Scotland, the Shetland Islands, Fair Isle. Just to visit a place where fiber is a part of the landscape would be a dream come true. Maybe someday, I’ll be able to make it happen. In the meantime, your pictures of Alaska are so lovely. Thanks for the opportunity to win a subscription to the club. That too would be a dream come true!

  9. We live in NH now but the past couple of summers, my husband and three kids have all driven from CT to western KY to visit his family. It took us about 20 hours to drive. I packed multiple projects with me. Some knitting and some crocheting. If it wasn’t for my projects I would have had a really hard time in the van. It really kept me relaxed and calm during the drive. I tend to get a little high-strung during long drives like that (even though the kids did awesome!) so having my knitting and crocheting along gave me a fun distraction.

    I always keep a project in the car now. Even if I only get a row or two done it slowly adds up. I’ve also learned to keep a little bag with extra scissors, stitch markers and a little note pad with a pencil in the car. You never know when you’ll need them. And keeping patterns in my phone has been a life-saver too!

    I’m currently getting ready for a trip to Quebec for a wedding and I’m excited that I don’t have to drive. Now I get 5 hours of uninterrupted knitting time!

  10. Hi! I am Heather, I live in San Francisco, and if ye years back I went on a trip from Santa Fe to Santa Monica on Route 66 with my dearest childhood friend Laura. It is a 2 day drive and we did it in 15 days, stopping at every interesting, photogenic, or curious spot along the way. I knitted a pair of socks for my sister on this trip, and everywhere we went I worked on the sock. My public knitting was quite the conversation starter with all of the local people that we met and I have loads of pictures of me knitting on the sock or posing with it at various touristy photo spots. One morning at breakfast in a very remote area, I finished that one sock, and everyone in the tiny café applauded! My own wildly colorful hand knitted socks were also commented on by the people we met, because I was wearing them with my hiking boots and Kapri pants. it was such a fun trip and it was really the first time that I had knitted in public and it was also the most memorable given all the attention we got from a simple pair of ribbed socks.

    It’s been really fun to read everyone’s travel stories, I’m looking forward to knitting more on theroad when I finish the rest of our Route 66 trip next year from Chicago to LA like the song says.

  11. When I was visiting my father in Anacortes, Washington, I picked up some gorgeous variegated Soxx Appeal yarn at the local yarn shop there, several shades of green with a bit of yellow-gold, and I began to knit a pair of socks on the plane coming home. I thought they would serve as a beautiful souvenir of the Evergreen State. But, as they were an impulse buy, when I got home I returned to finishing up a sweater I had been working on for my daughter. On my next trip, to Ireland, I grabbed the green socks and worked on them during the long flight over. On our descent, I noticed how much the colors of the landscape matched my socks, and I thought “these socks will perfectly commemorate my trip to the Emerald Isle.” But soon I was caught up in our daily adventures, and then slept on the return flight, and so the socks remained unfinished. Once home they were again set aside for larger, bulkier projects that would never travel well. The socks came out of the cedar chest next for a trip to Oregon, with a short non-stop flight that didn’t afford much time to knit, but again the landscape and my project were a perfect match, and I enjoyed looking at the knitting, and across the patchwork of the green-gold Willamette Valley, and noticing how beautifully they complemented each other. Perhaps these really were Pacific Northwest socks after all. Finally, early last fall, I got my poor, neglected, unfinished socks out, a project that had crossed continents and oceans, and never failed to inspire. Driving from Albuquerque to our mountain cabin in Jemez Springs, New Mexico, I noticed how the tips of the cottonwood trees along the river would change to a brilliant gold while the rest of the branches would remain summer green, and while I was knitting as we drove along, I couldn’t fail to notice how truly perfectly the trees and my socks matched. Those gorgeous cottonwoods were the final inspiration: I wanted to wear my socks while the trees were still turning, and so I did finish the project, and for awhile they were my Cottonwood socks. But as I tell this story, I see that truly, they represent how beautiful the green-gold motif of our planet, landscape, and plant life is throughout a variety of regions, biospheres, continents and countries!

  12. Last November, I flew from WI to MA by way of Hartford Intl. Airport in CT. I was on my way to take a Basic Weaving class at VavStuga in Shelburne Falls, MA, a required class before taking most other classes. I don’t travel often, but when I do, I always have a knitting project with me.

    I had started a handknit cowl using an alpaca yarn and easily remembered six row pattern. There was no problem having my circular knitting needle with me, scissors (for the class) were safely tucked into my checked bag, and I had the six pattern rows jotted down on 3″ x 5″ cards, one in my purse, one in my carry-on bag, one in my checked bag, just in case.

    What I had not considered was the silvery color of the alpaca yarn and the fact that I was wearing black slacks, shirt, and front zip sweatshirt (it was Nov.). The trip out with knitting on the planes went okay, a little fuzziness on my clothes, but on the return trip? I had made a knitting error, again, and again, and again, and had to rip. By the time I reached Madison, the front of my clothes had a fair amount of silvery grey fuzziness. Thankfully, I had also packed one of those sticky rollers (which from now on will be in my carry on bag!). I finished the cowl at home and enjoyed wearing it last winter.

    I’ll be going back to VavStuga in September, and am now considering what knitting project to take along on this trip. Perhaps something using black yarn?

    And while at VavStuga, after weaving from 9 AM to 9 PM, we’d gather upstairs around the table to chat for awhile, and three of us would knit for awhile before going to sleep. A most enjoyable week.

  13. Hey there! I am Denise, from Uniontown Ohio! Having teenagers of our own (and a van) means that we are tapped alot to chaperone youth events at our church. A while back we took a trip to a local amusement park. Well like any good knitter I took a project with me. That particular week I was working on socks on DPN’s so I took them along.
    This turned out to be a great idea because of course amusement parks = long lines! So as we stood in line waiting I would knit as we chatted away with the kids.
    This of course attracted some attention. People would watch me and ask me what I was making. And as the day went on we would end up here and there in the same lines with people who had seem me earlier and they always asked to see my progress!
    It was pretty neat!
    I have to say being the ornery type I always make sure I have a project on DPN’s when I fly. It just looks so crazy to other people and starts conversations, so especially when I am traveling alone I inevitably gain a companion through my knitting!I even tried once knitting on the back of my husband’s motorcycle, it didn’t work out too well!

  14. I am a travelling knitter and yarnspinner from Belfast, Northern Ireland, and it’s a rare occasion when I do not have my knitting with me (hence the big handbag or rucksack).

    My favourite places to knit are trains, and I’ve knitted in Northern Irish trains, the Enterprise from Belfast to Dublin, the snazzy new Irish trains, the Virgin Pendolino from London to Liverpool, the Eurostar, the German ICE trains, the sleeper from Berlin to Paris and many other trains great and small.

    There is just nothing like knitting, drinking coffee and watching the world go by to the rocking movement of a train. You get great conversations, too, when you have something on your knitting needles, and men always look longingly at handknitted socks. So ladies, the way to a man’s heart is through knitted socks!

    The Belfast to Liverpool boat is also a great place to knit. The sea breeze, coffee, knitting, and a good plate of fish and chips – you can’t beat it!

    I usually buy a little yarny something at the places I stop on my travels – one time when I was journeying through Germany, France and the UK with a friend, I arrived back in Belfast with a suitcase bulging with 28 new balls of yarn.

    My next travels will take me to a certain political conference – and my knitting will come with me again. Purls and politics do go very well together. I knit, I discuss, I am…

  15. I just realised I didn’t post my location earlier! I live in Surrey, England, UK.

    I’ve so enjoyed reading everyone else’s comments and came back to see if there were more after my post earlier. It’s so lovely reading about everybody knitting all around the world!

  16. Oh shoot! I forgot my location! Missouri, USA! My inspiration is the culture of my ancestors.

    I’m reposting my original thread here too, JIC.

    My husband and I are small urban farmers, so we aren’t able to travel but I have this beautiful dream of traveling to Scotland and Ireland to research my genealogy and while there, visiting the LYSs finding local, undyed wool with which to knit garments traditional of the time periods of my Scottish and Irish ancestors. On the way back, I’d stop off in Sweden to visit my cousin, where we would hop over to Gotland to get more of their famous Viking Gotland fiber for spinning and yarn for knitting (it’s good to have family in other countries!) and then I’d swing through Munich to visit my other cousin and hit some of the LYSs there. The air travel will provide ample opportunity to begin knitting. (Now, if I could just win the lottery… :D )

  17. My husband and I are small urban farmers, so we aren’t able to travel but I have this beautiful dream of traveling to Scotland and Ireland to research my genealogy and while there, visiting the LYSs finding local, undyed wool with which to knit garments traditional of the time periods of my Scottish and Irish ancestors. On the way back, I’d stop off in Sweden to visit my cousin, where we would hop over to Gotland to get more of their famous Viking Gotland fiber for spinning and yarn for knitting (it’s good to have family in other countries!) and then I’d swing through Munich to visit my other cousin and hit some of the LYSs there. The air travel will provide ample opportunity to begin knitting. (Now, if I could just win the lottery… :D)

  18. My name is Angela and I live near Syracuse, NY. I bring my knitting with me no matter where I go. One project in particular became my “flying project”. It was a simple lace scarf so I had hours and hours of knitting without the bulk of the larger weight yarns. This one scarf went to London, San Francisco, Charlotte, Chicago and Marco Island with me as my go to travel project.

    Each city I went to I visited the LYS’s of the area and bought “souvenir” yarn that I still haven’t knit with. These are special to me so finding the right project for them is important.

    I was most inspired by my tour of the London Tower. Sitting in that old chapel that has been around for thousands of years was just amazing. I tend to be utilitarian with my project choices but occasionally I sit back and knit something truly beautiful and hope that it lasts well after I’m gone. Every time I knit lace my mind goes back to the Tower and the lives of all the people who lived and died there.

  19. I knit everywhere. I no longer drive if my husband is with me, he drives and I knit. I knit Jared Flood’s Girasole driving around Arizona … I knit whatever is on the needles regardless of pattern fussiness .. “the grand canyon … okay I’ll look when I finish this row” is a common strain with my husband. It is hard to focus on one moment of travel knitting to share but a few years ago I was knitting a dubblemussa [sp ?] and there was too much talking and visiting at my parents home … I was getting the top wrong. So I just started tinking – my elderly Uncle went crazy … thought I was going crazy … I told him I wanted the pattern to be correct and it was fine. I said sometimes it takes a few tries to get it right – just like everything else in life. Not very startling but true – a life lesson for sure.

  20. I’m Rachel, the traveling knitter of the pink kind. I’m in Minnesota, and while I don’t travel across state lines very often, I do alot of traveling within my city limits.

    Why a pink knitter you ask?

    Well, I am a breast cancer survivor of almost 2 years now and all last year during treatments I brought my knitting to the chemo chair and hospital waiting rooms. Hours, many hours and several drugs later, I would sometimes have something that resembled what my intended project was. I visited the frog pond alot. As treatments progressed, my projects got easier because my concentration was so much less than what it was before I started. And I would fall asleep in the middle of a row. Easy scarves and a simple blanket was all I could muster towards the end.

    But each session, my knitting brought me calm, brought me control, and gave me the peace I needed to finish letting those chemicals drip into my body. Cancer is scary enough, and knitting twisted the strands of the unknown into something tangible, beautiful. It connected me to my family of knitters that lived this life before me. Forever. See, I found out I carry a hereditary cancer gene. And my great grandmothers before me in Latvia all suffered from some form of cancer. Many of them were prolific knitters. Many I imagine, sat as I sat, and knit, contemplated, dreamed, and created.

    Socks, soft alpaca hats for a bald head, warm mitts, a shawl for when the shivers hit, warm lap blankets and scarves were my projects. Waiting room conversation with knitting always brought about talk of “grandmothers that knit,” which I loved.

    I am well now. And I am back to my “full strength” in my knitting capacity.

    Currently, my pink knitting takes me to more hospitals and patients that are fighting their own cancer beasts. My ministry of meeting breast cancer survivors finds me toting extra needles and yarn to offer instructions on how to knit for relaxation and for keeping the mind sharp during times of extreme stress. Some women find it too complicated with the drugs in their systems to learn. That’s okay, I knit and we talk. We cry. We pray and we laugh. We remember. Sometimes we are quiet, and the click of the needles are soothing sounds enough for the moment.

    What inspires me?

    The fact that an ancient craft can bind together that which can never be broken. Human-ness, frailty and indescribable beauty.

    Some day maybe, Latvia, knitting traditions and wools will reach out to me. But for now, I have my pink knitting.


  21. I love to knit – but with a full time job, parents living with me, and my children and grandson – knitting isn’t always possible. But I really need to knit – it brings me joy, calmness in a chaotic life, blessings and a reminder that I am me. I carry my knitting everywhere, to work, to doctor’s visits, on trips. You never know when you might a few moments to knit a stitch or even a few rows! If I leave home without my knitting, I go back – because it is Murphy’s Law – if I don’t have my knitting with me – I will have hours of waiting when I could have been knitting!
    Last Presidential election, I started and finished a Jacques Cousteau hat while waiting in line to vote. Then almost panicked when I realized I had more time left in line and didn’t have another project! I ended up starting a pair of mitts with the yarn left from the hat.
    Knitting has been on every road trip our family took for the past 10 years at least. It kept me sane in a car full of kids on scout trips and church youth trips.

    Lynn, South Carolina

  22. Oh, and I’ve also given knitting lessons in public – one in a pub and one in a cafe, as they were locations convenient to my student – in the cafe the staff kept walking past so they could see what we were doing – their managers would have told them off if they stopped work in order to chat with us, but they were obviously very curious and wanted to watch us!

  23. I take my knitting everywhere, and am often to be found sitting in doctors waiting rooms or at the hospital knitting away while waiting for my appointment or if I’ve taken a friend to their appointment. I’ve done my knitting while visiting National Trust properties, sitting in the garden there or in the cafe – if my Mum and sister are with me, they bring out their crochet and we have a good old natter! I’ve even sat knitting at the garage while waiting for my car to be serviced, much to the amusement of all the mechanics! I have a special knitting bag to take along with me to these things! People always want to chat, as they seem to feel knitters are friendly people, and they are right too! Knitters are the friendliest people!

    I always take my knitting away on holiday too, sometimes it’s hard to decide how much wool or needles I can take, as I never know if I’ll suddenly get a bright idea while I’m there and not have the right things with me. But usually I decide on a few projects to work on while I’m away. My knitting has gone with me all over the UK, from Devon to Norfolk, and to France too – while driving through France I somehow managed to sit on a bamboo knitting needle and broke it, when I got out of the car I saw what I’d done and was very grateful I’d not done myself an injury!

  24. I knit or crochet everywhere i go all the time. If i didn’t nothing would get finished. Not that i’m a busy commuter or a world traveler. It’s just my everyday DOin’s and i love it like that.

  25. Suzanne Shattuck 07/29/2012 at 10:29 pm Reply

    My name is Suzanne and the weirdest place I’ve knitted was in a boat on Lake Mille Lacs in MN. My sister and I, both avid knitters but not fishers went with my husband. He fished, we knit. I was knitting a garter for my soon to be daughter-in-law. It was a great time!

  26. One of my favorite travel/knitting memories was just over five years ago when our small family flew to Paris for Christmas. It was our daughter’s first visit (she was 21). Because Chris and I had both been before we were excited to have her along to show her one of our favorite cities.
    As an art student she loved the museums. As a budding jewelry designer she also wanted to visit some out of the way places to buy stones and such. Which took us off the well-trod tourist path and provided some “travel magic”. The other “travel magic” occurred when I wanted to locate a yarn shop and we again traveled into a non-tourist area to locate La Droguerie. I speak no French and my daughter (who hadn’t used her French from high school in years) helped to translate while we were shopping. The staff was wonderful and the yarns were stunning. My daughter, who knits and crochets, and I both bought as much yarn as we thought we could fit into our only luggage, backpacks.
    We are firm believers that travel takes us out of our element and helps us begin to understand other cultures. The lovely ladies at La Droguerie surely do not remember us, but we will never forget how with a little rusty high school French and the love of beautiful yarn, we laughed, smiled, and all spoke the same language.

  27. We live in South Dakota, so lots of flat space between us and family. Perfect for me! I love road trips to our families, because it means loads of uninterrupted knitting! I mainly work on projects for my kids (hats, mittens, baby sweaters).

  28. Hi Donna, thank you for posting this lovely contest! As you know, I am currently on Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada, and someday soon (US Immigration willing), I will be moving to eastern North Carolina.

    I have been apart from my husband for fourteen months and two days, since he drove off to take a job in the eastern US. I have spent that entire fourteen months thinking that I’ll be moving there too, in “just a couple of months”. This has significantly impacted my choices in knitting. I haven’t worked in over a year (thinking it wouldn’t be fair to a potential employer to get a job if I’m going to be leaving in “just a couple of months”), so without an income I have not been buying yarn but knitting from stash. I have been working towards finishing projects so that, when the time finally comes, I can cast on for some great project that will be my travel knitting.

    At this point I still have hope that I could be crossing the border as early as late September, and if & when that does happen, I’ll need to knit on something simple as I do get carsick on curvy roads. We’ll have 3,200 miles to get from the west coast to the east, which will mean *plenty* of time to knit. I’m thinking maybe the Color Affection shawl? When my friend Ursa (formerly of Gaia’s Colours Fibre Arts) shut down, I was the lucky recipient of rather a lot of sock weight yarn that didn’t sell before she closed out, so I’ll be in socks and shawls for a while.


  29. I live in the UK . My son lives in New Zealand. That is two 12 hour flights away.

    Last year in September, early Spring, I knitted a scarf while flying from the UK and driving with my husband down North Island to catch the ferry to South Island. we toured South Island and I aimed to vist at least one yarn shop for every vineyard we stopped at. In fact I went to about seven . In one I bought a beautiful Boucle wool and then knitted a complete scarf on the flight home. One vacation two scarves.

    I knit on circular needles and usually have no problem on planes so long as I don’t knit during take off or landing. The wool especially possum wool in New Zealand is lovely.

  30. My most recent trip was to Wisconsin (I live across the river in the NW corner of Iowa) to visit family. While there, I was working on a pair of fingerless mitts…actually finished one in a day (I think knitting helps me focus more on conversations, plus my family is intrigued because Grandma was a knitter and I’m the only one to pick it up). I made my gloves a green, to match the hue of the Mississippi, which sounds weird, but with the trees reflecting back and the constant flow of the water, its simply gorgeous. I put butterflies on them, and made them pink to match the ones in my aunt and uncle’s garden.

    Great trip. Great knitting.

  31. I literally do not leave home without my knitting. A plain sock travels to work with me every single day although a month or more may pass before I actually take a break at work long enough to knit a few stitches. I have this absolute conviction that if I do not take knitting, “something” will happen that would create knitting time. It’s the Murphy’s Law of knitters.

    I traveled to Estes, CO for the Wool Market earlier this summer. I took the 2nd of a pair of ‘work knitting’ socks that I’d been dithering with forever and managed to successfully get through the heel and partway up the leg. It was primarily a spinning trip but I knew there would be knit time on the plane, at the airport, etc.

    The trip took me to the yarn nirvana, The Loopy Ewe. I restrained myself to one divine skein of Shalimar Breathless since I knew I’d be shopping like crazy at the Market. I ended up with a huge carry on tote of yarn and fiber coming home but managed to NOT have to check a second bag!

    There are several small road trips per year to fiber festivals-knitting of some sort travels to each one with me!


  32. My funniest/OMG stories, was when I traveled to Washington D.C. to the Capitol building. On the (not too terribly long) restricted items list was “knitting needles”. I asked one of the guards what to do. He said, “you ACTUALLY have knitting needles on you?!?” I had some socks on the magic loop and the thought of throwing it all away made me heart sick. I was told by the guard to try and “stash” it in the dumpster for easy retrieval. I had a zip lock baggie with me, so I felt better about this…however my stashing skills did not hold (which is ironic, because in knitting life my stashing skills are stellar). We came out of the tour and I began the gross task of trying to rescue my needles. I was unable, one of the gentleman on the tour offered to help, dumpster dove and retrieved my unscathed needles. It was a knitting miracle. I was overjoyed and the gentleman’s wife was less than thrilled as she was poised with antibacterial wipes upon his surfacing. :)

  33. My name is Lynn, but I think more people know me as Alwen. I live in Michigan, near the site of the Michigan Fiber Festival.

    Knitting for me has been more of a mental journey, as I have been able to take Orenburg knitting classes with Galina Khmeleva there, and travel to places like Germany with the works of Herbert Niebling and Christine Duchrow and Alaska with your book!

    I have made many lovely doilies and stretched my horizons by learning different knitting notations, and bought an entire library of lace knitting books.

    Nothing inspires me like the incredible floral work of Niebling. It’s amazing what can be made from the stereotypical two sticks and string.

  34. I always have a knitting project with me when I’m traveling… there’s almost too many stories to tell!
    I learned early on that carrying double points on the plane (oops… one fell under the seat!) was not for me! So, usually, I carry socks on 9″ circulars. My first trip doing this was on our 3 week vacation to France/England a couple of years ago. I finished 2.5 socks! The thing I love about 9″ circs is that even when you’re flying through countries that report not allowing knitting needles on planes (England is one of them)… most people don’t know what 9″ circs are, so they’re unlikely to be confiscated!
    Last year, we went to Switzerland & Italy, and I brought along a lace shawl. It was the perfect project, because I had some downtime on the trip, and really wanted something that kept my interest. Plus, a shawl is small, so it fits in my bag!
    We also go to Australia every year for xmas (my husband’s an Aussie), and I need to pick a project that will get me through 2-24hour flights (there and back) AND a 5-day cricket match (yes, that’s 6am-6pm for 5 days!). This year, I worked on a dress on size 3 needles… it almost kept me busy the whole way :)
    My biggest constraint is luggage space, because I don’t usually check bags. So, something on size 1-3 needles (laceweight or fingering) usually does the trick! I think I’m going to work on a shawl for my upcoming trip!

  35. I love the stories! Keep them coming!!!!

  36. My name is Stacy and I live in Eastern Pennsylvania. This past summer, I went to Alexandria, VA for vacation and had a blast doing my own yarn crawl around the D.C. area. I couldn’t go to the organized one they had in April, but I really wanted to visit the shops in such a yarn-rich part of the world. I hit up multiple stores, met wonderful people (and bumped into them at other stores) and had a complete blast. I spent WAY more money than my budget but only bought yarn that I fell in love with at first sight. While I was traveling around the area by subway, I worked on a beautiful teal beaded shawl. I decided to take this trip because my dog could go along and I could have a yarn good time.

  37. My husband and i try to leave our home in northern Virginia to travel to some scenic destination two to three times a year. Knitting always comes with me, almost always including a pair of socks and the yarn and pattern for one or two other projects. After all, i wouldn’t want to get caught without something to knit. However, my knitting is usually confined to the evenings when we are back in our room, as the day is usually reserved for seeing as much of the scenery as we can in the limited time we will be there. So the sock tends not to get finished: and the other projects tend not to be touched.

    On last year’s trip to Maine, i found yet another reason for bringing knitting in the form of a rainy day. While my husband was fuming and giving me periodic updates on the weather forecast, i was happily knitting away, splitting my time between a cabled sock i was attempting to design and knit, and an easy garter stitch shawl.

  38. I had just learned to knit cables. I was on the 22 Clark bus headed home after volunteering somewhere. I was working with this beautiful pink Misti Alpaca when I noticed this older gentleman on the other side of the bus watching me. I tried not to notice him watching me. As soon as the seat next to me opened up, he moved into it, sat his bag on the floor and pulled out this beautifully elaborate white knit afghan and started knitting on it. Well, I couldn’t ignore a fellow knitter so I turned to him and complimented him on his beautiful work. He asked me what I was working on and then we started chatting about knitting. He told me that he started knitting after the war to keep him calm. His wife doesn’t knit but she takes advantage of his knitting. Then he pulled out a photo album of some of his work. EVERYTHING was WHITE! My first thought was…”boy, that’s gonna get dirty fast.” but he said he wasn’t attracted to color and thoroughly enjoyed working with white. He had afghans, Aran sweaters, and baby sweaters and socks…everything white…not one bit of color. I still remember the project he was working on it looked similar to Nature in Natural by Lion Brand(http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/nature-in-natural-afghan).
    It was a short conversation, but it made such an impact on me that I tell everyone about it when we talk about KIPing. I often wonder what he’s working on now. :-)

  39. My name is Maria and I am originally from New York City. I learned to knit in Japan when I lived in Kyoto from 2006-2008, and right from the get-go, I was always knitting in public. It was hard for my friends and I to get together at each others places to knit because they were in homestays and I had a very tiny (10×10!) apartment, so we would hang out where ever we could. One time, we ended up knitting in the food court of a local mall after checking out the LL Bean store (which was a total novelty for me as there aren’t any in NYC) and several elderly Japanese women came by and were astonished by our knitting and that we were doing it in public. We had a lovely conversation in Japanese about crafting in general and the Japanese ladies actually took pictures of us!

    While in Japan I was able to visit the headquarters of Habu Textiles which is known as Avril in Japan (located in Kyoto) and got some chunky purple yarn which was my first “real” yarn purchase. I also visited what became my LYS, Masuzakiya and bought Puppy Alpaca Rimisto which is some of my favorite Japanese yarn – 4 years later I still haven’t knitted with it because it is my special Japanese yarn and I have not found a project that is worthy of it. When I was moving home, I used my small Japanese yarn stash as packing material, and that’s when I knew I was a “Knitter.”

    One of my earliest projects was a pair of house socks out of Puppy Maurice yarn; I was so excited to knit up the Japanese yarn that I wanted to do something that was complex at the time for me and give me a challenge. I also knit a 6 foot long 2×2 rib scarf on size 4 needles out of yarn with “tonnakai” or reindeer in it. It was very itchy and my husband never wore it but I loved knitting with the yarn.

    What really inpsired me (and still does) when I started to knit and traveling in Japan was a local craft fair held on the 15th of every month at a local Buddhist temple. People would come by and set up stalls with their handmade goods and I loved going around and spending the day there. I actually picked up a drop spindle from there and while it was difficult to spin with, it was in Japan where I also got the bug to start spinning, even though I had not been knitting for so long. I always look to the Japanese modern aesthetic when planning out my projects and try my best to incorporate that into my knitting.

  40. I knit everywhere I go but one of my favorite knitting stories was when I was working on a pair of socks on a bus in Laos with a self striping yarn. All the women were very interested in the yarn and then one pulled put her netting project which was a fishing net made using a hooking technique.

  41. I have been a sock knitter for quite some time. About seven years ago, my husband and I spent a month travelling around eastern Europe. We wandered around German towns and drank beer. We shopped in markets for our picnic lunches. All this travel meant lots of knitting time. I knit socks on planes and buses and trains. A pair of recently finished socks became mittens on a rainy day in the gardens of Versaille. After a couple of weeks on the road, I had 2 finished pairs of socks but the toe stitches were held on safety pins as I hadn’t packed a darning needle. My next sock was nearly done and I had run out of safety pins when I wandered by a tiny knitting shop near our hotel in Vienna. It was tucked away from the main streets and I only noticed it because we were stocking up on provisions at the grocery store at the top of the street. I wandered in and looked around. No darning needles. The shop lady kindly asked if I needed help. In German. I don’t speak German and she apparently didn’t understand English. I waved my hand in the air to imitate sewing and her face lit up. One Euro and a darning needle later, I was on my way.

  42. I’m a Scot but have family in London and often visit there. Once, on the Underground I was sitting peacefully knitting when a noisy group of teenage boys got on and sat next to me. One of the lads asked me what I was doing. I explained that I was knitting a sock and showed him my double pointed needles. “How does the sock stay up?” he wanted to know. So we had a little chat about ribbing and cuffs. At this point another boy noticed my partner sitting opposite. “Did you knit that man’s scarf?” he asked. I said yes, I had made the scarf. The boys got off at the next station with many cheerios and goodbyes. I like to think of them walking through London using their new found knowledge to spot all the people wearing hand knitted clothes.

  43. I live in Oregon, in the Pacific Northwet (yes, wet!). Your Arctic Lace club has piqued my interest! I put myself through college by working summers in an Alaskan salmon cannery (Kodiak Island). I’d love to experience Alaska in a less fishy way.

    My most exotic knitting locale was in Vietnam in 2009. I was knitting a lace shawl, which I gave to the friend who acted as our guide there. It was my first time in Vietnam, and my first experience with laceweight yarn!

  44. Though I live near the Boundary Waters Canoe Area in northern Minnesota (a great destination in itself), I still love to travel. Our last trip was to Alaska in April. When I saw your post about the yarn shop in Anchorage, I thought, “I was just there, too!” Usually I can find a souvenir to buy, to bring back the wonderful memories of the visit. In Fairbanks, I invested in some qiviut/silk blend to spin for a shawlette. Knitting is always with me, and I enjoy associating travel memories with the various projects.

  45. My husband and I belong to a car club and once a month the club goes on drives. I find this an excellent opportunity to knit (or crochet). A few years ago, we drove from Arizona to South Carolina and back. I needed something simple that I could easily “drop” to consult the GPS. I decided to make some hats for “Caps to the Capital”. On the course of the trip I made about 20 hats to donate to that cause.

  46. Late August 2008 my company sent me to France to work on a project in Nevers, a small rural town in central France. I found a very small shop in downtown Nevers that carried a very limited supply of fabric, patterns, yarn, and knitting supplies. How could I resist? I purchased several skeins of a very bulky yarn and size 10 wood needles and knitted constantly during my year-and-a-half stay. I knit in the train station, on the train, at the airports, on flights, and in my small hotel room. And, of course, I stuffed my suitcase with the yarn I purchased there. It was wonderful to be able to knit when I was so far from home and my family.

  47. I recently took a trip to Arizona and of course, the knitting went with me. I planned a project in advance, a plain vanilla sock with pretty Opal yarn. I had a great time, even got a little done on my socks, didn’t finish them though, there was too much to see and do!

  48. I love to knit anywhere! I find it a great conversation starter, even when knitting on the beach in Mexico. Twice, we’ve had an opportunity to leave cold Manitoba behind us in the middle of winter. I’ve knitted socks on circular needles as well as double point needles, and found many an interested local resident or other tourist – some also knitters. I’ve made new friends and acquaintances. But I think my favourite story – I collect cat things, and a fellow tourist had a travel mug decorated with cats. I’d asked him where he got it, and since it was a “promo” item from his vet, I knew I’d not likely be able to find one. Because of his continued interest in my sock knitting on the beach over several days, I came up with a plan – I offered to trade a hand-knit pair of socks for his travel mug! He chose not to hold me to the offer, but gave me the mug anyway :)

  49. Ramona Collins 07/25/2012 at 7:47 am Reply

    I commute to work every week day. I love taking my knitting along with me to keep me occupied. I’ve actually finished several projects! Always a plus.

    What gets me is that it is a wonderful conversation starter. Either by another yarn enthusiast or someone who is interested in learning. It’s amazing to see people set down their phones or look up from their computers to watch as the needles work their magic. Many conversations about yarns, fibers, tools, patterns and project. It’s always amazing and I always come away learning at least one or two new things!

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