I’m pushing projects through to completion at the moment, trying to cut down the number of things I have on the go (let’s not discuss the two projects I began this weekend….).
Nevertheless, about a week or so ago I finally finished my Hitchhiker Scarf. You know the one every second knitter seems to have made lately? It’s everywhere and with good reason. It’s a simple and effective and often striking piece. And it’s cleverly named after Douglas Adams’ Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (represented by the 42 ‘teeth’ along its edge). It’s a niftily chosen name.
It was the reason I chose the beautiful handspun called Starry Night (for Van Gogh’s Starry Night painting). Galaxy. Starry Night. You get my drift. It seemed after having the yarn for a year, its moment had finally come. I’d loved it since I won it in a contest by talented spinner Margarita, or 1FunkyKnitWit. It was just a matter of time.
You can see in these photos how vividly the colourway really captures the midnight blue and the bright stars from Van Gogh’s painting. Margarita has spun it into a near laceweight. I say near because I think it’s just a little heavier than that, but pretty bloody close. It made for a lovely fabric on 3.5mm needles but alas, it made also for a small scarf. At the widest part it’s only as wide as the length of my hand. I sort of hoped it would be wider, but I’d made it to 42 teeth and also had only a scrap of yarn left.
Never mind. Small scarves can be wearable. If only I could figure out how to wear it.
Or like this?
I’m sure come winter it’s going to spend a lot of time keeping my neck warm inside a coat, a flash of vivid blue jutting out from the usual stern coloured coats I live in all winter.
I will love that. It’s small enough to tuck in well I think and maybe down the track I’ll try another one in 4ply or 8ply, bigger needles and get something a little closer to what I hoped for.
ps does anyone else remember the old 60s song Hitchhiker? It drags on and on and I recall my dad saying he and his mates used to sing it when drunk. It was in my head often as I worked on this. Thanks Dad.