Taking Ironing to New Heights...or Depths

As I was wandering through posts in a forum (Software as a Human Activity Practiced Effectively), someone mentioned extreme ironing. I did a doubletake...what? Ironing as an extreme sport?

The answer is yes. And you can find out more about extreme ironing at the Extreme Ironing Board Bureau. These folks are whacko passionate about their ironing. Notice that most of the ironists (as they are called) are men. Also notice that the men are ironing underwater.

So, I think we need to start Extreme Knitting. We've got a good start. The Yarn Harlot has taken her sock rock climbing. Claudia has taken her sock on a multi-day MS bike race ride. My sock sailed from St. Martin to Guadeloupe (even though the only picture was of it being knitted by yours truly).

(Silly me...someone has already thought of Xtreme Knitting. Why should I have an original idea?)

Anyway, what is the oddest or most extreme place where you've knitted, be it a sock or something else? For those responding, you will earn an Extreme Knitter button (as soon as I figure out how to make one). And pictures would be helpful.

In other news, there was a big flap last week over crocheted nudes placed in a lobby cum art gallery. Click here to read the Washington Post article. I can't imagine being offended by what seems to be whimsical soft sculpture.