Bobicus Maximus has declared the Ravel*****s open, and I'm going for gold.
It was tempting to consider an easy event for an early win (frogging old WIPs is a Ravel****c sport), but I dutifully started with my top down Piscean Sock. I added an Estonian twist to the cast on – in gold, of course – to increase the degree of difficulty, also to forestall any doping inquiries. For all that, at the moment the sock looks less Ravel****c and more like I'm rooting for UMich.
The ribbing was proceeding uneventfully when it occurred to me I know I can knit a pair of socks by the Ravel*****s deadline at the end of February and certainly by the Sockdown deadline at the end of March – the challenge is not if I can, but if I will. However, I've never spun sock quantities of yarn – the challenge is quite different. So I switched to spindling, which for me is an excellent companion activity for mass quantities of television-viewing.
Half the top is now 480 yds (438 m) of fine singles. This batch will get a rest on the niddy noddy before plying and finishing, then there's the second half to spindle. I'd peg current project progress at 30 percent.
By chance, all the gold is in the portion already spun. Plan A was to spin each half of the roving and ply it back on itself to maximize yardage. However, I'd like to have the gold distributed throughout the finished yarn. The maximum capacity of my spindle is half the roving. Hm. In the quest for gold, Plan B is going to involve some dross.
Redacted 6/26/12: The Ravelry event formerly known by a name that rhymes with and supposedly infringes on the Olympics™.