Living the Life in Gibson's Landing

This is the life... my sister and I are in Gibson's Landing taking in the Fibre Festival. Gibson's Landing is the setting of "the Beachcombers" and you don't have to be super-young to remember that show. According to our research (eating calmari and fish and chips at Molly's Reach) the Beachcombers ran from 1972 to 1990. Here is Barb, knitting in front of the Persephone (the real boat) from the show.

We took a walk down Molly's Lane, the sound stage for the Beachcombers and home to some very nice market shops. I asked my friend, Margaret, who grew up in and still lives in Gibson's Landing, about the filming of the show. Did they block off the street? Margaret told me that they had some people out directing traffic, but that was it. She said her dog was in one scene. The actors weren't pretentious and the show didn't interrupt the town life. Cool, eh?

While walking down the lane, we came across a pear tree. And today I saw two plum trees. Barb bought apricots from a roadside stand a braved the thorny branches to get at some ripe blackberries. Serious thorns! But the fruit is great and fresh and ripe.

We're taking classes and creating wonderful fibre-related items. We're meeting people and we're having a lot of fun. Gibson's Landing is a great place to have a festival. It's beautiful and warm and exotic. Life here is good.

Busy, Busy, Busy!

Oh my, it has been forever since I posted anything here. It's a reflection of just how busy I've been (that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!) But, truthfully, we've been working pretty much 7 days a week. No boring work talk, however. Today I'm working on setting up our new (second) yarn store location. I will be putting lovely, soft yarn up on the walls and keeping up the inventory on them. Poor me!

Winter Inspiration

Mike suggested we go for a walk yesterday and check out the trees. From the windows of the house, it looked like the trees were covered with frost, but on closer inspection we saw that it was really snow. The flakes had fallen large and they clung to the tree branches the way iron filings cling to a magnet. The sun was bright and it lit up the snow flakes so that everything was a brilliant white. Despite the sun, the air was crisp and I had to keep my camera tucked into my jacket.

A steady wind worked to undo the magic of the clinging snowflakes... by the time we finished our walk it was already blowing the flakes off the trees and onto the ground. The winter landscape is an inspiration in contrasts of light on dark and dark on light. I looked at the mittens on my hands and realized how much the contrasts in monochromatic colours has inspired my recent knitting... Even when the contrast is subtle, the imagery of the winter landscape is incredible. The new snow is clean; we can see and hear our tracks in the snow; and when the wind blows the snowflakes clear of the branches the flakes themselves are so big, you expect to hear them chime or tinkle as they hit the ground.

Yellowknife Cultural Crossroads

There is this amazing painting and set of sculptures that decorate a stone hill along the roadway leading to Old Town and Latham Island in Yellowknife. If you know the 'knife, it's just before Johnson's Building Supplies; if you don't - you can't miss it. It's fabulous.

From a plaque on the site: "This site is a testament to the close collaboration among Metis, Dene, Inuvialuit, English Canadian, French Canadian and Quebec cultures and is dedicated to all peoples of the north. Work on this project began in the summer of 1999, when artists Sonny MacDonald, a Metis from Fort Smith, John Sabourin, a Dene from Fort Simpson, and Eli Nasogaluak, an Inuvialuit from Tuktoyaktuk fashioned this sculpture from a block of marble formed on the shore of Great Slave Lake 2.5 - 4 billion years ago."

"The rock face was carved by Armand Vaillancourt of Montreal, assisted by Chris Ishoj of Mansonville, Quebec, and the symbols were painted by John Sabourin. "

It's a great combination of carving, statues and paintings. And the colours used stand right out against the grey of the rock. In addition to the bison pictured above, I also saw a mouse, turtle, frog, cat, lizard and many other creatures, surrounded by hands, heands and more hands.

The View from Up Here (Yellowknife, NWT)

Mike and I climbed up to Pilot's Monument to get a view of the city from a great vantage point. The picture right gives you a view of downtown YK from "old town". From this point, you also get a great view of YK Bay (Great Slave Lake) and the Back Bay. Float planes, boats, barges and houseboats are sprinkled all over the bays; some anchored, some moving. You can see how difficult it is to build here... it's all rock underneath. Canadian shield. Solid. Difficult to penetrate for those who want their houses to stay put.

And yet there is new development, perched on an incline looking over Back Bay there is a new row of housing going up. I don't see any housing coming down, so I conclude that YK is growing. Nice, though, that it's still the kind of place you can move around in without a car. You can drive, take the transit system (all of maybe three buses?), ride a bike (snowmobile in the winter) and of course, you can walk. Really. It's a good hike from one end of town to the other, but certainly do-able.

If you live in a houseboat, you have to canoe to shore first. And you need to acquire your own source of potable water and deal with any sewage waste on your own. Oh yeah, and provide your own heat and electricity. That's the trade-off for not having to pay property taxes... you need to supply all your own utilities.

But doesn't it look like a serene way to live? No neighbours right beside you, no late night noises from firetrucks, ambulance or the kids down the street having a backyard party. Nice. Just the lapping waves and the odd motorboat. And floatplanes using the bay for take off and landing. Watch out!

That's what the beacon on top of Pilot's Monument is for. It's there to warn boaters in a visible (flashing) kind of way that a float plane is coming in. Keep an eye on the sky... especially if you're in a canoe or kayak.

No sunrise or sunset pictures this trip. According to time and date dot com, the sun rose at 4:37 AM this morning and will set at 10:50 PM tonight. I may be up to see the sun go down but I'm certainly not up early enough to catch it coming over the eastern horizon!

Folk on the Rocks, Yellowknife, NWT

I've come back to Yellowknife after having been away for twelve years. I did come back and visit briefly about ten years ago, but it's been a long time. Things really haven't changed a lot here. I don't remember where everything is, but it's coming back fast.

The first day here, Mike and I went to Yellowknife's folk music festival: Folk on the Rocks. It was a beautiful, clear and hot, sunny day. The festival takes place on the shore of Long Lake and there is a very sandy incline down to the lake that participants can sit on to see the show. The crowd is small and made up of mostly locals. You can tell because many of them are "catching up" right in the middle of the concert while kids play, dance and run around (supervised by all).

Along the edges, they stand in small knots and chat even though the people behind them (like me) are trying to watch the show. So, it's great because it's not crowded and it helps that the speakers are loud (I could always hear even if I couldn't always see!)

One of the best acts that we saw on Saturday was Jill Barber. She has the nicest voice! You can hear her music courtesy of CBC Radio 3. There were other great acts, but I thought she was the best.

We had a great adventure getting to the festival via Yellowknife's transit system, but that's a story for another day. Today, the weather is fine and I'm heading off for lunch. More tales and pics later!

Mittens for Sarah

I'm almost finished the Selbuvotter mittens for Sarah. See? I'm working on the second thumb. I hope to finish it, and weave in the ends today. Then I will celebrate. These mittens were really nice to knit. The chart is clear and mittens don't take nearly so long as socks!

The mittens were supposed to be done for Sarah's birthday. I had one done, the left hand, which I gave to her on the big day. Being a southpaw, I thought she'd appreciate that I worked on the left hand first. I promised the right hand would soon follow. But then I went to Olds for Fibre Week and was busy being a merchant and a student and didn't get much time for being a knitter. Now I'm making up for lost time. The second mitten knits up much faster than the first.

I do love these mittens...