We all drove down to Canby, Oregon on Friday for the Oregon Flock and Fiber Festival. It was a bit of a miracle that we got out the door at all considering how totally unprepared we were, but somehow we got the trailer and all our stuff packed in the morning and were on the road not too far behind schedule. It’s a long drive, with traffic, and we were all pretty tired when we got to the fairgrounds, but we wanted to get as much of the booth set up as possible so that we wouldn’t have to rush in the morning. The kids were not very excited about this, however, so we only got as far as having the tent up and the tablecloths on before we called it a night.
Saturday was fantastic. We arrived early (minus the kids who stayed with their grandparents), and got everything completely set up with about 3 minutes to spare. Here’s what the booth looked like when we opened…
The weather was perfect, there was a great crowd of customers and old friends coming through, and we had a really fabulous time. The only dark spot was hearing about some shoplifting occurrences in some of the booths. It just sickens me that anyone could shoplift at an event like this. It’s not even like they are taking food to feed their starving children, they are stealing luxury / artisan yarns from hardworking independent (and undercompensated) business owners, and there just isn’t any excuse for it. Ugh.
In the evening, the kids were at Autumnal Equinox party with the grandparents, so Chris and I went to the Cornelius Pass Road House on the way home and had a lovely dinner.
Sunday I got out of the booth a bit more, made it to the fleece sale, the barns, visited the other vendors and watched a few demos. The kids were with us, so they explored quite a bit – especially the visiting the animals, which are their favorite. Our booth is nicely located under a shady tree, and right in front of the big lawn, and the musicians tent, so we got a little entertainment right in our ‘front yard’.
We knew some rain was coming, however, and we had done a bit of prep for it, but we had no idea. Basically around mid-day the skies opened up and we had a torrential downpour, with thunder and the whole bit. It drenched me completely just in the time it took to get around the tent and put the tarps up. We got rained on last year at this event too, and it was such a drag. The rain drips through the tent, splashes mud up from the ground, and of course drives the customers away so nothing gets sold, either.
So there I am, soaked, looking like a drowned rat, just shuffling from corner to corner in the booth (which is now a total mess) trying to protect things from getting ruined, and sending the kids off on errands so that we don’t have 5 people huddled in the same tiny space. Here’s Chris amid the chaos…
Shoppers fleeing for the shelter of the indoor marketplaces…
Yes, it was funny at times, but not exactly what we came for. Fortunately wet wool will dry (though we had to reprint some labels) and we didn’t damage any paper products. It was also fortunate that the rain stopped by the end of the show, so we didn’t have to get soaked packing the trailer. After the packing and the drive, we got home around midnight. Wiped out!


































