I Dyed at Alligator Point

and lived to tell about it.

Last week a few of my spinning/knitting/weaving friends got together and headed south to a little spit of land called Alligator Point. It's not a place you'll find just driving around, because it's a dead end. Right into the Gulf of Mexico.

We gathered to do what we do best - eat and be creative, and we succeeded at both. I'm not going to go into detail about every little thing we did while we were there, but there was biking, laughing, kayaking, shell collecting on the beach, spinning, eating, knitting, Alligator Slush, slapping at bugs, ants, dying, crabbing, more eating, fishing, blowing bubbles and so on. Let me instead tell you in pictures.

Queen of the Crabbers, Lisa

Lisa's yarn dyed to match her seashells

Tie-dyed shirt, affectionately known as the "nipple" shirt

Sunset over Alligator Harbor

Spinning on the deck

Electric spinning wheel

Kayaking on Alligator Harbor

I know that thing wanted to clip my fingers off!

Carol's famous homemade waffles

Our handsome mascot, Bear!