My Mom has two spinning wheels, an Ashford she bought new, and a Louet she bought used. For various reasons, including bobbin size, the presence of the swift thing on top and the fact that the Ashford's bobbins are full, we decided to use the Louet.
As we messed around with the yarn I plied before, it become apparent that I did fine on my drop spindle, but did something terribly wrong on the Navajo Spindle. Maybe I spun the wrong direction.
Here's Mom cleaning up my mess. I tried, but I didn't catch any of the clumps where the singles kinked up on themselves.
After we got past the wonky part, I took over the wheel. Here's my set up. Each single is in a ball in its own bowl.

I got the hang of it quickly. Mom said when she first spun on a wheel, the teacher had them ply singles. So this was a natural progression.
And I was going to ask Mom to take a video of me plying, when this happened.

There's a more specific explanation of what happened here. Basically, there's a little thingy holding the treadle to the doohickey on the wheel. The thingy is made of rubber or plastic. Whatever it is, it's flexible. And this one broke.
Dad attempted to fix it.

So I'll have to wait before I finish plying. I did get a picture of what I managed to ply. This was taken as Dad tried to fix the wheel.

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