My husband, if he could choose, would probably live out in nature. In the mountains, on a lake with a dock and a canoe, in a rustic cabin. It’s probably what first attracted me to him. He drove a beat up Volkswagen camper van, which told me, a girl from the mountains, that he was “one of my people”. Our first date was the day after he went camping with some friends. When we were engaged, we escaped to Yellowstone for a few days to camp and get away from the stress of wedding planning. (Where we met many other camper van enthusiasts) My husband has a flare for the adventurous, at least the rustic.
With jobs and school, it’s been a long time since we’ve been able to go hiking (where do you find a good mountain out here?). I probably knit these socks more out of nostalgia than usefulness, but it’s summer, and I want to go on an adventure.
Last summer I read A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson. I found it funny and educational. It pulled at my ecological awareness sensibilities, and made me want to go out and find some nature. I am naming these socks after that book in the spirit of that book and hoping to find ourselves out in nature very soon. I highly recommend the book and encourage you to read it.
I used Holiday Yarns Flock Sock yarn a 75% Merino and 25% Nylon mix. They say that they’re machine washable but caution against it because you might get some fading. A citric acid soak might do well for these socks, as I am not going knit some boot socks and not have them be machine washable. One skein was just enough to make the socks, I got a little nervous toward the end of the second sock, but it worked out. Whew.
I tried out the fish lips kiss heel, which I find asthetically appealing. But the instructions (that you have to pay a dollar for) are poorly written and rather annoying. It was really frustrating to have to get through 16 pages of nonsense to get to the pattern, and even then her language is confusing and unclear. It is a popular technique, and I haven’t read any criticism about the heel so I am sure that I am alone in my discontent. But dude. It was an ordeal. Ugh. I didn’t want to read tutorials on measuring feet, or a diatribe on intellectual property, I just wanted the freaking pattern that I paid for. Anyway. Once you get through the the nonsense, the short row heel worked out nicely.
My Husband loves them and wore them a couple of times already. I can’t wait to do a road test with them. I learned that the Appalachian trail goes through a corner of New Jersey, maybe we can go up there for a weekend. It would be fun.