Woolstock was the name of this year's Fleece Festival. It has grown from a big event to a much bigger event, which now encompasses the community centre and two of the fairground barns. Usually I spend a good part of the day at the guild's booth. Mostly I demonstrate spinning and talk up our guild and the fibre arts to various people wandering by. However this year I was asked to help at the Cashmere Canada fibre judging, either helping the judge or spinning the provided cashmere.
There were 3 of us helping out and we started well before the event even opened, organizing the entries into their different classes and making sure all the identifying information was hidden away. There were 40 entries to wrangle all together. That is a lot of fondling time with exquisite fibre!
It turns out there are no "official" cashmere goats, but just the genetic luck of having the right genes for having the downy undercoat. After a great day of education and fibre fondling, I helped break down the little booth, and went home with a lovely little baggie of cashmere to spin. While I had hardly any time to shop and got no spinning in, most of my friends found me or we crossed in passing. I have to admit that I had an absolutely great day.