
Off we go - Sheri, Jan and Sally
Last Friday, I had the good fortune to be one of 42 knitters to head off to the glorious Point Reyes National Seashore area for a two-night Skein Lane Retreat with Sally Melville and Nancy Bush. I have attended several Skein Lane Retreats before – two with Chris Bylsma, one with Melissa Leapman – and all were lots of fun, lots of work and lots of inspiration. But this weekend’s trip was my favorite, by far. I would even call it revolutionary in terms of my knitting.
We left on Friday morning – me, my friends Jan and Sheri and Sally Melville, who spent the night before the retreat at my house (shall I auction off the sheets?). We took my “senior fun bus,” otherwise known as my minivan, and headed out through a very foggy morning, across the Richmond-San Rafael Bridge, over which we could see nothing but the grey gauze of the fog, and on out to Sir Francis Drake Boulevard. But once we hit West Marin County, the fog disappeared and there we were driving through the green field and the deeply shaded redwood forests that make that part of the San Francisco Bay Area among my favorites.
Our first stop was in Olema, where I showed the girls the beautiful back yard behind the

We walk the plank (bridge)
Point Reyes Seashore Lodge and Conference Center. Why did I do this? Both Sheri and Jan are big hikers (okay, Jan is a big hiker) and it is hard to tell people how to find the path that leads from this yard over a creek and a fence, through a cow pasture and on to Bear Valley Trail. The four of up tip-toed over the plank bridge that spans the creek and navigated our slippery way up a damp slope to the pasture. There was the mountain looking at us – a great intro to the area and the weekend.

Pine Cone Diner
Next we drove into Point Reyes Station, as no trip to this part of the Bay Area is complete without a stop at Black Mountain Artisans. The owner, Marlie de Swart, has been making and selling her fabulous knits and ceramics for as long as I can remember. We got lots of inspiration here and promised to see Marlie and Mimi, owner of Windrush Farm, at the retreat that night, where they would both be talking about their individual approaches to wool. Then we met up with Carolyn, our fabulous hostess and owner of Skein Lane, and Nancy Bush. We had lunch at the Pine Cone Diner – “good food, prickly service” – and on to Cowgirl Creamery – another must-do here. I picked us up some Pierce Point, Mt. Tam and Red Hawk cheeses (all handmade on the premises) and off we went to the retreat.

We buy cheese!
The Marconi Conference Center, where the retreat has been held for years, is on the north side of Tomales Bay. As we drove along the winding shore of the bay, we saw alpacas, horses, cows, bay birds and lots of boats. The conference center sits on a hill overlooking the bay and is woven with paths over and among the hills, many with beautiful views, all padded with pine needles. We checked in – my gang was in Sandpiper 104 for the second year in a row – and set off to find a place with a view to sit and knit. Boy, did we ever find it.

The view

DNS - "Does Not Suck"
At about 4, it became time for some adult beverages, so back to our room we went for some, and, thanks to our roommate Cameron, who brought a small stereo system, some fabulous tunes. We were joined by the girls from our Friday knitting group – Ellen, Karen, Emily (an honorary member) and by Sally and Nancy, who both immediately decided they had to have some of this fabulous cheese to take home. The knitting came out, and we partied down, glasses in one hand, yarn in the other.
At 6, we all trudged up the hill – the mountain! – to the dining hall. The tables were set for the two groups conferring this weekend – us crazy knitters and a group of faculty member from the University of San Francisco. GUESS WHO WAS MORE FUN???? As usual, the food was good – but any food I do not have to shop for, cook and clean up after is good food. I had barbecued ribs and vanilla ice cream with caramel sauce. Yum!

Foooooooood
After dinner, we all made “the Trek.” The Treacherous Trek, as it might best be called. This is the journey all retreat knitters must make from their rooms on the hill to Buck Hall halfway don to the road. There are three paths you can take, Grasshopper, but all of them require a flashlight. And durance brave. But once you get there, an oasis of knitting fun awaits you. The hall is lit, warm and full of fibers for you to buy and try. And there are 42 women – (and one token man, a spouse who apparently couldn’t be trusted to stay home on his own for what was his birthday weekend!) – just as addicted to the stuff as you are. Heaven!

In Buck Hall
This first night at Buck Hall is given over to introductions, first of Sally and Nancy, who sat knitting away in the back, and then to Marlie and Mimi, who brought with them many excellent wonders and goodies – piles of yarn that they had sheared, spun and dyed for our knitting pleasure. There was angora, merino, goat locks, silk, wool and bamboo. There was worsted weight, lace weight, bulky weight. There was drool. Mimi talked first about how she had given up her life in Berkeley to buy a farm – a lifelong

Mimi!
dream – where she now raises sheep and alpacas and holds spinning, dying and weaving classes. She took American sheep farmers to task for not raising more sheep for their wool than for their meat (alas, but they taste so good, too!). Then Marlie gave us an exhibition of art sweaters she had recently shown in a

Marlie's art sweaters
gallery. There were audible gasps of pleasure and joy.
We surprised Marlie and Mimi with a fashion show of things we had made with yarn purchased from them in previous years. This was so much fun, and I hope it was better than any verbal “thank you.” There were hats and sweaters, ponchos and afghans, scarves and neckwarmer-thingies. All were luscious to the feel and beautiful to the eye.

The Marlie and Mimi Fashion Show
THEN THE SHOPPING FRENZY TOOK HOLD AND THERE WAS PANIC IN THE AISLES!!!! Okay, not really. But it was really fun! People bought a lot of cool stuff. And we left a little bit for the rest of you, which you can purchase from Marlie at Black Mountain Artisans, or from Mimi, who has a table at the Point Reyes farmer’s market every Saturday – conveniently located just across the street from Black Mountain. GO THERE.

Windrush Goodies!

Marlie's Goodies!
After the shopping frenzy passed, it was time for us students to introduce ourselves. And this was one of my favorite times of the weekend! This year, we were joined by some really wonderful first-time retreaters. There were two sets of sisters, one woman who had only been knitting for about two years (more on her later), and one woman who found out about the retreat THE NIGHT BEFORE and was lucky enough to get a place due to a last-minute cancellation. The distance award went to a woman who came all the way from the Bahama Islands. Now, that’s a knitter!
Then the trecherous trek again – uphill, in the dark (both ways!) and we hit the sack. Breakfast was at seven (HAHAHAHAHA) and class was to begin at 9. Check back for more. And just for fun, one more picture . . . .

Fall foliage outside our rooms