The great Northwest coast yarn haul

Pacific Coast Yarn Haul

Northwest Coast yarn haul

As I mentioned in my overview of my trip to Portland and Seattle, I made off with some serious deals at the LYS’s. Considering we spent only three days in each city, and only a couple hours in Cannon Beach in between, I think I did rather well. My Visa statement may claim otherwise.

Pictured clockwise from the left are: Colinette Cadenza in ‘Velvet Plum’ (30% off at Coastal Yarns in Cannon Beach!), Curious Creek Fibers Wasonga in ‘Birches in Norway’ and ‘Mysterious Night’, from Close Knit in Portland’s Alberta Street strip, Pagewood Farm Yukon in ‘Mocha’ and Dream in Color Classy in ‘Cloud Jungle’, both for 30% off at Seattle’s So Much Yarn, from their big inventory clear out sale which Chris just so happened to stumble upon. Good boy!

Curious Creek Fibers Wasonga in Birches in Norway

Curious Creek Fiber Wasonga in 'Birches in Norway'

Curious Creek Fibers Wasonga in Mysterious Night

Curious Creek Fiber Wasonga in 'Mysterious Night'

I’m especially enamoured with the Wasonga – it is incredibly soft and luxurious, and I just could not choose between these colourways. There were other amazing colourways too, and since this yarn is hand created by San Diego fibre artist Kristine Brooks, it’s hard to say whether I’d ever come across it again. Needless to say I will have to think of something extra special for these yummy skeins to ‘become’.

And you can bet the farm I did NOT pack these lovelies in my checked luggage, thank you very much Air Canada.

Seattle: top picks

View from the Space Needle

Seattle downtown, from the Space Needle

Favourites:

  • Pike Place Market: started in 1907, it’s considered one of the oldest, continuous running farmer’s markets in North America. It’s about 9 acres and I know we only managed to scratch the surface. It was only a hop skip and a jump (uphill) from our hotel on the waterfront, so we went back often, to grab coffee (yes, including at the original Starbucks – so touristy but so fun) and a pastry, and to watch them throw the fish. I bought some glass art and some jewellery from local artisans, and took a ton of photos, especially at night. And it’s open every day!

  • Hatch Show Print exhibition at the Experience Music Project, designed by Frank Gehry: I wasn’t really floored by the EMP overall, but I adored the American Letterpress: The Art of Hatch Show Print exhibition, created by the Smithsonian Institution’s Traveling Exhibition Service. The exhibition showcased the incredible hand-created letterpress posters by Hatch Show Print, based in Nashville, one of the oldest printing shops still operating in the US. They had many of the original woodcuts on display and many incredible restrikes and original posters from some of the most influential musicians in American music history, alongside some fascinating country music memorabilia. We bought a print at the EMP gift shop, but we were very disappointed that we couldn’t purchase a print of the exhibition poster (pictured below). Seems like a wasted opportunity for them. You can however order many amazing restrikes and monoprints from the Hatch Show Print website.
  • The incredible seafood: everywhere has Dungeness Crab on the menu, in everything from Eggs Benedict to Mac & Cheese. And I’ve never had better chowder, especially the clam chowder at Pike Place Chowder in the market. For a myriad of fresh oysters, salmon and other kinds of fresh local fish, I highly recommend Elliot’s Oyster House, on Pier 56 (which also, I might add, has the most impressive bar EVAR).
Pike Place Market, Seattle

Looking down at the market at dusk

  • The Seattle Art Museum (SAM) exhibitions S’abadeb—The Gifts: Pacific Coast Salish Art and Artists and Edward Hopper’s Women. I was especially astounded at the Salish artists’ weaving skills using mountain goat wool, sometimes combining it with canine wool. The exhibit was packed with beautiful historical and contemporary works. I left the exhibit feeling a deep sense of awe, and that I’d received a rich experience of the aboriginal people of the Pacific coast. The exhibit also made me realize that all those gorgeous knitted Cowichan Sweaters the girls were wearing in the YVR and YYZ airports are contemporary versions of the Salish weaving tradition, although I’m sure because I saw at least 5 different designs over the 24 hours or so I spent between airports and aircraft, some clothing chain has commercialized them and they’re probably being produced in a factory somewhere, which is kind of sad.
Pike Place Market, Seattle

Fresh and dried chili decorations in the market

  • The Space Needle: okay so it’s totally touristy but Chris and I had lunch at the Space Needle on our first full day there, in the revolving restaurant. I don’t care what anyone thinks, it was a great way to see the cityscape (though not as impressive as the view from our very own CN Tower). Unfortunately the Olympic and Cascade Mountains, and Mount Rainier to the south, were playing hide and seek with the clouds. We did get to see the Cascades up close on the drive back to Vancouver, and Mount Rainier peeked out the morning we left Seattle, which made me happy.
Pike Place Market, Seattle

The market's famous sign and clock

  • More great beer: I was feeling a bit “beered out” by now after serious indulgences in Portland, but Seattle has it’s fair share of excellent brews. We had a couple pints at the Pike Brewing Company, in their brew pub in the market, as well as at Hale’s Ales, located between the Fremont and Ballard districts of Seattle.
Cass sampling Hale's Ales

Cass enjoying a sampler at Hale's Ales

  • The incredibly playful exterior of the Experience Music Project: I took an obscene amount of photos of the fantastic iridescent titanium cladding of the Experience Music Project, like thousands of tourists before me, I’m sure. But how to resist??
Seattle Space Needle and the EMP

The Space Needle, and the EMP

  • So Much Yarn’s inventory clear out sale: kudos to my doting boyfriend who keenly spotted a yarn store (with a SALE!) on his first night in town while he and the boys were out drinking late night. We stopped in on Saturday morning to discover they were offering 30% off all yarn until 11 a.m.! I topped up my stash with some Dream in Color Classy in “Cloud Jungle” and some Pagewood Farm Yukon sock yarn in “Mocha”. LOVE!
Experience Music Project

The incredible titanium facade of the EMP

Hatch Show Print at EMP

The Hatch Show Print poster

Experience Music Project

A study in titanium, at the EMP

  • Jimi Hendrix’s diary at the EMP: as part of their shrine to Hendrix the EMP has his diary on display. And it just so happens to be opened to a page where he writes about arriving in Ottawa (shout out to Bruce and Youngja!) and meeting Joni Mitchell. How cool is that?  For a full size version so you can (sort of) read the text, go here (apologies for the graininess but this was covert photography). Oh, and apparently the people of Ottawa are strange.
Jimi Hendrix's Diary

Jimi Hendrix's diary, on display at the EMP

Not-so-Favourite:

  • The Seattle Art Museum’s security guards: Chris tried to take a photo using his iPhone of a didactic sign in one of the galleries (not of the art work itself) and one of the security guards stopped him. So instead he proceeded to try to type the artist’s name into his phone, so he could look it up later, and they refused to let him do even that. Talk about overkill.
  • The return of sales tax: I know, I’m used to it here at home, but after none of it in Oregon, it was painful all the same.
  • The hills: I am SO out of shape. Back to the gym with me.
  • The train tracks and freeway at the waterfront: I think Seattle has the same problem Toronto does with its own waterfront. There is a freeway running along it and train tracks (it is a very active port, after all). The combination of the two makes for a rather noisy hotel and waterfront experience. The difference is that Seattle has taken on the challenge and at least tried to make it work. You can walk along the waterfront and take in the piers, and businesses are thriving along this stretch of the city. Many of the piers, which probably used to be industrial, are now restaurants, hotels, bars, museums and other attractions. The big container ships and ferries continue to function amongst them.

For all my Seattle photos, as well as images from Portland and Cannon Beach on the Oregon coast, visit my set on Flickr.

Air Canada and YVR, YOU SUCK.

I’m finally home from the great expedition to Portland and Seattle, via Vancouver, and feeling partially human again after being up nearly 33 hours straight, surviving a 10 hour flight delay and losing my luggage.

Gate 50-51, YVR, around midnight, Jan 4

Gate 50-51 at YVR, around midnight on January 4

I apologize first for the crappy quality photos but all I had to document the insanity was my Blackberry, because I sent the DSLR off to Whistler with Chris. Who did recover his luggage by the way, today, at 5 a.m. PT, and probably only because I found it sitting in a pile of “RUSH, PRIORITY” luggage in Toronto yesterday when I arrived and raised holy hell to have it shipped back to him in Vancouver, where they were supposed to hold it but didn’t. I walked it personally to the conveyor belt to the next available flight BACK to Vancouver (yes by the way, it did travel to Japan, as we suspected). In the end he has only missed one day of good skiing. What part of “hold my luggage in Vancouver” they didn’t understand, I will never know, but I’m guessing it has to do with the outsourced call centre in India that butchered his file.

So… after sitting in the airport all day Sunday waiting for my 5:40 pm flight, it started to snow about 15 minutes before we boarded. Which resulted in sitting on a plane for four hours, beside a gentleman who desperately needed to shower and use some deodorant. This snowfall would have been all in a day’s work for the folks at Pearson, but Vancouver is beside itself with the wintry weather its had lately, and is not equipped to deal with it. One plane slipped off the end of a runway and effectively blocked it for the night, leaving only one runway available, with priority going to inbound planes. They eventually canceled my flight and sent us and several hundred other passengers from other flights to a single gate to await our fate (pictured above).  We were told we’d be moved to a new flight to depart at 11:45 pm, which soon became 2 am, which eventually actualized at 3:30 am.

YYZ Domestic Baggage Claim

Only a fraction of the unclaimed luggage in YYZ domestic arrivals.

My original flight and another one were combined onto a Boeing 777 and we were told so too was our luggage, which supposedly accounted for the delay in take off. Not so, I soon discovered (after dealing with Chris’s luggage, I had to get in line again for an hour, to file my own lost luggage claim – the look on the baggage claim rep’s face was priceless when I stepped up to his computer, again). So I got home yesterday afternoon around 2:30 ET, a complete sketch case. I slept for a couple hours and got up to drive (two hours) to my parent’s place to get Zeus, stopping at the airport again on my way out hoping to find my luggage. I only found it this morning, on my way back. Life is returning to a form of normal and I have a day and a half to recover at home before I go back to work on Thursday.

As for the trip, it was heavily tainted with stress because of Chris’s lost ski gear, and his head nearly exploded about a half hour before we arrived at YVR to drop me off, when he got the call from Air Canada to say “oh sir, we’ve found your luggage and it’s on it’s way to Toronto!” There’s lots of fun stuff to report too and now that I’m at home, with my luggage, and laundry on the go, I can reflect on it and enjoy. I’ve also got my photos here to go through so that will help bring back the positive memories, so stay tuned.

Oh and in case you’re wondering, Air Canada will only compensate Chris for $100 towards “essentials” like undies, socks, a few clothing items and personal care products that he needed to buy while we were in the US, and equipment rentals at Whistler, which as I’ve explained before is nearly impossible for him because most of his gear is custom sized. I will get nothing – not even my short-term parking coverage. I didn’t even get a call to say my luggage was there. It was just my own (returning?) luck that I found it when I stopped in to look, again.

Wish I may, wish I might

Stary night

Star effects

Got my new 6-point star-effect filter in the mail today (from Hong Kong! I ordered it on eBay on December 15… ironically I’m still waiting for a package of photos which are part of a Christmas present that I ordered on December 12, from a 20 minute drive away. Screw you Canada Post).

I was hoping this would come before the holidays – not just to play with over Christmas, but because we’re going to Portland to pickle ourselves silly with America’s biggest selection of craft beer per capita! I was admiring bnzai9′s fantastic Portland set on Flickr and thought gee, I should get me one-o-those!

Stary night

Bokeh stary-ness

I’ve been madly making maps today of all the wonderful places we’re going to check out (we’re three days in Portland, including New Year’s, and three days in Seattle), only to discover that many of the LYS’s are going to be CLOSED!! Or at least open only a limited time while I’m there. Sigh. I guess this might make things a little easier on my life savings though (and Chris will appreciate that!). I need more yarn like I need a hole in my head, but still.

I have yet to figure out what will be my travel knitting. I need something relatively light, not too complex and not too bulky (obviously). I have several projects on the go but none of them feels like travel knitting. Or maybe I should pick up the lacy soy-silk scarf I started this summer and haven’t touched much since. I dunno. I’m feeling a bit uninspired now that 90% of my holiday knitting is done. I’ve still got a few days to figure it out.

And… I’m definitely feeling melancholy. I know this will pass but I’ve had the last two days at home to myself and I’ve been incredibly unproductive. Yes, yesterday I had to get the car fixed and today, I got shoes for the trip, but other than that, nothin’. Loosing Spud was such a shocker, and then we had both cars break down over the weekend which was such a pisser. I think now that I’ve been home alone, I can really feel that my little guy is really gone. I’ve spent the last few years going through ups and downs about losing my big and very old dog (who at this rate will outlive us all), that I never expected it to happen to one of the cats. And I’ll admit that out of the two, Spud was our favourite. I know I know, don’t play favs but he was really the best. Smokey is sweet and I love him to bits too, but he also has the potential to be super annoying, always underfoot and begging for something. He’s chilled a lot the last few days and I do feel sorry for him to have lost his friend, too. We’ve spent lots of time cuddling. I hope over the long haul he adjusts ok to being a single cat, because I certainly don’t need any more animals around here, and we won’t be adding another kitty to the family, despite how much fun they are.