Tales from Sock Camp Posted by cookie at 7:30 AM (17 Comments)

By now you've already read all the other blog entries about Sock Camp, I'm sure. But I just don't think the magical wonderfulness of an entire week surrounded by hard core sock knitters can be done justice by the interwebs. It was INSANE! And I mean that in the best possible way, of course.

First we had Alice, originally from Canada, but hailing currently from London, England. Did I mention hardcore? She is wearing a sweater she bought at one of the alpaca farms on the way to sock camp.

Alice was quite the instigator. She had afterparty after afterparty all night long. Those girly looking fruity drinks? They had a big kick and were named the "Ghost of Alice" after the second owner's wife. She was quite the character apparently.

Toilet paper covers were made, but unfortunately, I didn't get any pictures of them. I really wish I had because they were things of beauty I tell ya. Instead, I think I did manage to get the whole line-up of knitted sock monkeys.

This is me taking a picture of Stephanie taking a picture of me taking.... (you get the idea). You can see her beautiful sock monkey in the foreground. And what is that he's wearing??? Yes, that's right, she stayed up into the wee hours of the night to knit her monkey an argyle vest. An ARGYLE VEST, people! Madness, I tell ya!

All the monkey clothing and accessories were too cute. You'll find in this picture a baseball jersey, a joint, a beret, scarves, bongos, and a cowboy hat.

And Debbie? She might have been the craziest of them all. She wanted to be surrounded by all of the sock monkey love.

In case you didn't get enough sock monkey love, I think I got pictures of all them in my Flickr photoset.

And lest you think all we did was knit sock monkeys, there was lots of other activity going on. Tina, in an attempt to prove that you really can knit with anything, got ten poor knitters to knit with the most absurd knitting "needles" ever, ranging from pepperoni sticks to hangers. Poor Stariel, a vegetarian, knit her fastest with the dreaded stinky pepperoni stick.

Elizabeth (who graciously drove me through the snow to the airport) looks so peaceful knitting with .... what is that? a cake slicer handle?

There were cute shoes and knitterly paraphernalia everywhere you turned.

There was a crazy camp song, written by Stephen. I don't want to know where Chappy's hands are in that photo.

The back-up singers were well choreographed.

Cat, Stephanie, Tina and Debbie attempted to knit with turkey basters.

I managed to knit a sock monkey and a monkey sock. This is the monkey sock in STR mediumweight Ravenscroft (pay no attention to the colors, the lighting there is terrible). I gave it to Cat, and I promised her a non-matching sock in the future.

Here is my one legged monkey with single sock (to go with my one-legged chicken from last year). He's also got only one eye, and he's hanging out with Cat's monkey. Note that her monkey is knitting toe-up sock on two circs. Genius!

And possibly the craziest part of all - it snowed!

Next up? I'm off to the Loopy Ewe's Spring Fling!