My good friend Robin took me out to lunch at The Ten Penny in Leavenworth yesterday. I had their fried oysters. Gosh, darn, I love, love fried oysters!!!!
They we went over to the old Castle, which still has many, many items remaining in it. I mean many! Robin helped me to get through one work bench full of tools and stuff. We separated the good stuff from the bad, and brought a fair amount back to the current Castle Argghhh!
I also brought over at least 30 plastic model kits still in their boxes. John needs to decide if he wants to keep all of them, or perhaps we can thin the ranks of the model kits ( I once counted nearly 300 different kits that John has not had time to build.)
I have been reading about other breeders of Angora Goats - and with the price of feed so high these days, many of them are decreasing their herds and not breeding this season. Most of those folks do not have their own hay fields, like we do, so we are very lucky. We don't have anywhere near the costs that other breeders have. Well, I'm not sure we are a breeder yet! I only have one doe that is likely breed.
The plus side for me, though, is perhaps there will be less mohair on the market a year from now, and it will be more valuable. Also, I plan on increasing our heard. We have a lot of room here, and can easily handle 20 goats in the current pasture alone. If I can earn some money, I'll put it into fencing and then I'll turn one of the old outbuildings into another goat barn and pasture, and I'll separate the bucks from the does.
I am still looking for someone who spins who could test out some of the fleece from my angora goats. Also, I'd like to find a dollmaker who would like to try out some of the mohair locks. Please leave a comment if interested.


I contacted the RivrSis down in Cottage Grove, OR, because I remember her talking about some spinners of wool down there.
She can bring up the angora wool to them and get back to me. It’s possible that the spinning circle there might be a market for all you can produce.
Plastic scale model kits are addictive.
One of my first jobs as a “ute” involved a guy who collected kits. He had thousands of them, stuffed in every room of his house (confirmed batchelor!). My job was to inventory everything he had. My pay? I got to winnow the field and keep all the duplicates. That’s better than cash for a 13 year old kid! I ended up with hundreds.
And the guy? He ended up running the Museum of Flight at Boeing.