I am the generation that last used two barley seeds to equal an inch, silver dimes instead of cellphones and fountain pens vs keyboards.
I am fluent in the metric system, but honestly sometimes I have trouble translating the two back and forth.
I see a cloth given as, ie 500 gr and when I convert to oz get a figure I've never encountered in my limited experience. It's like the old 1/5th of whisky glass hip flass or a real pound of coffee.
Are these just rounded numbers or a true wieght?
How is cloth wieghed anyway?
Last edited by Chris Kavanaugh (2009-03-12 14:29:53)
I actually thought fabric weight was not for the square yard, but for a 3x5 foot rectangle of cloth, since cloths normally come in five-foot bolts. This is one reason why some people (including me formerly) find the fabric weights for Harris tweeds confusing. Because of the looms they are woven on, the bolts of cloth are 30 inches wide, instead of the customary five feet, and the fabric weights are given as 7 or 7.5 ounces, for example, because of this, instead of 14 or 15 ounces. I rather have the notion that metric fabric weights are for a piece of cloth 100x150cm or something similar.
Last edited by captainpreppy (2009-03-12 14:23:20)
Thankyou!
That takes a (short) tonne off my mind.
I think tweeds would be better served as:
Recreating George Mallory's ascent of Everest
A winter trip to NYC
A summer english car ralley in California
Understanding cloth weight is somewhat misleading. You simply cannot know all the properties of a cloth until it is made up and worn. Some cloths that seem heavy have what's called "life" and are springy and airy when worn. Other light, thin cloths hardly breathe at all and shed. That's why "source" for cloth is very important.
O.K. 'getting down to brass tacks' or sitting on them; I am looking at a keepers cloth 650 GR tweed.
I am plotting a hunting jacket,waistcoat,trousers from Bookster.
I specifically want if for my outdoor activities to seperate me from civil war reenactors, cammie clad commandos and blue haired ladies in Goretex watching birds.
I mention tweed, heavy tweed and my fellow 'endless summer' californians look like earthworms caught in the morning sun and panic.
I've been in California weather that gave pause to my objections to cremation.