Tuesday, 30 September 2014

The lonely guanaco

As regular readers may recall, I often visit my sister and her family who live in the beautiful and dramatic countryside in Mid Wales. After a long train journey it's lovely to be picked up at the station and make the familiar drive to their village. It's a comfortable feeling to comment on what has changed, what has stayed the same and look out for the sort of wildlife that just doesn't live in an east London back garden. My favourite part of the drive is across a high plateau where red kites and buzzards perch on fences and flocks of sheep graze nearby. Occasionally, if we are very lucky a rather more long necked creature will be grazing amongst the sheep. It's the lonely guanaco.

A guanaco is a camelid,  non domesticated member of the llama family which, I understand make extremely effective guard animals for flocks of sheep. Whilst in Mid Wales they might not have coyotes or wolves to contend with, at lambing season the flock can still be vulnerable to foxes and buzzards or badly controlled domestic dogs so this is a working animal. We have often wondered aloud why the guanaco is alone in a field of sheep but have discovered that two or more are less effective as guard animals than one. In other words, they are such sociable creatures that they slack off their job to hang out with their mates.

This is why we have always felt a little bit sad for the lonely guanaco, like a lighthouse keeper he is destined to spend his days alone, keeping others from harm.


I've told friends this story, also observing that according to the reference books, guanacos have an undercoat which is much prized for its softness, second only to vicuna in the fineness of the fibres. It needs to be separated from the coarser guard hairs which means that the yield per animal is not great. Imagine my surprise and delight last week when a friend who has just come back from the California Wool and Fiber Festival gave me a small caramel coloured cloud and asked if I knew what it was. I could tell straight away that it was a camelid fibre. How we laughed when she told me that it was guanaco, and baby guanaco at that! She said that as soon as she came to the Royal Fibers booth and got chatting with the owner about guanacos she knew she had to bring me some fibre.


Having never spun such a fine fibre before I got out my trusty copy of the Fleece and Fiber Sourcebook and found the relevant section - complete with a photo of the creatures themselves in their native habitat. The advice was to spin the fibres finely even if I want a thicker yarn so I chose the lightest of my IST spindles and carefully began. I certainly requires more concentration and patience than the more robust fibres that I am used to spinning and I need to take care to remove the very few remaining guard hairs as I go but so far so good.


I have an ounce of the fibre which I am hoping so spin into a heavy lace weight yarn and maybe make some very delicate fingerless gloves so that whenever I wear them I will think of the lonely guanaco and what happens if you are too easily distracted....

1 comment:

Wendy said...

Feelings while reading this post include: jealousy (Wales / guanaco fibre), sadness (that lonely guanaco), more sadness (lonely lighthouse keepers), more jealousy (wishing I could spin!) Love this post.