Early this morning I headed out to Sisu Designs' winter knitting retreat. It was a gorgeous day for a drive up the Echo, and I was happy as a clam with my travel mug full of French Roast and my knitting bag on the passenger's seat. Also, I was also eager to get to the Morning Glory Center in time for "show and tell". So, as you can imagine, I was practically giddy when I saw this sign:
In fact I was so giddy that I slid right past the turn and into the snowbank:
What else could I do but grab my and knitting bag and start trekking the rest of the way to Pine Point? Luckily I was smart enough to wear my mukluks this morning.
I did make it in time for show and tell, and boy - was I glad I did. There were so many amazing projects - some of the knitters at these retreats are truly masters! One project I know I want to try is this fiddlehead mitten pattern from Hello Knitting:
When show and tell was over, Anna got on the radio and contacted the camp caretaker. He said that if I put the keys in the van, he would come and move it for me. Now, that's what I call service.
Since I didn't have to worry about the van anymore, it was time for me to head down to my massage at the Northern Lights Cabin:
I was a little early for my appointment, so I sat in the living room with my knitting while I waited for Bob.
After my incredibly fantastic massage and a little lunch, it was time for me to head back home. I hopped in my van and started back to the main road. I didn't make it very far, however, before I was stuck.
I could NOT get up the hill. I tried backing down and going back up several times. I even took a hit of the Rescue Remedy I carry in my bag.
Eventually I had to get out, hike back to the Morning Glory Center, and get on the radio myself (by this time Anna had gone out skiing). The caretaker arrived before long, and cheerfully drove the van up the hill for me. Since this was the second time he had rescued me in one day, he even threw in a few winter driving tips. Like I said: full service.
Usually Sisu's retreats are referred to as "Lost in the Woods" Knitting Retreats. But for me, this particular retreat is going to be remembered as the "Stuck in a Snowbank" Retreat. Before I go back out tomorrow, I am putting chains on my tires.