Punkin's been after me for a long time now to learn how to spin on a wheel. Kept telling me that
both of us were going to learn how to spin and
both of us were going to buy wheels. I resisted, preferring to stick with my spindles (once I started getting the hang of it). She joined
our local spinning group, rented a wheel at her first meeting, and about a week later bought herself a
Lendrum.
Yesterday I went over her house for the first time since the Lendrum arrived. She made me take my shoes off and sit down at the wheel. She brought out a ball of green roving, got it started for me (after I repeatedly botched it up), and then let me have at it...
A little lumpy here...
...well, that's a little less lumpy...
Gee, look at what I got...
Not sure how many ounces that was, but it kinda doesn't suck.
And... once I finally realized that you don't necessarily have to draft and twist at the same time (which is what I thought you had to do), this was actually pretty enjoyable.
Now, this does not mean that I'm gonna run out right now, at least and buy myself a wheel. Not anytime soon. But... things may be different come festival season--after I get my Moosie...