North East Passage

Since we had the excuse of Mom and Dad being there, Kyla and I converged on the Kuzma mansion in North East, along with A.J., Ursula, and Thomas. The weather was beautiful and the humidity was low, so we spent a lot of the day outside on Saturday after the typical 6AM Harris family start, enjoying the stunning setting. Ursula took off back to Harrisburg in the early afternoon, her first night away from Thomas since he was born (hence my lack of pictures of her.) In other news, we learned that she and A.J. will be putting all that great parenting skill to good use again in April when little Stevie is scheduled to arrive. (Might as well put in a good word early on the name, which I might add works well for a boy or girl.)

There was a bass tournament going on, and Missy and Mike's dock is clearly on some map of bass fishing secrets of the North East River. After being aghast at the bass boats circling inside the pilings, we understood why when we witnessed a good 15 incher being pulled out and iced away. Those fishermen were all on a mission, though. None of them stayed put longer than maybe 15 minutes. A.J. and I decided that if we had pulled such a fish out of there, we would probably have stayed for days hoping for a second one.

Here are some pics...

Grandma and Kyla show off their relaxation technique.

Thomas shows off his patented belly flop.

Aunt Missy gets in on the action.

Uncle A.J. gives Kyla a crab picking lesson.

Here's a combination you don't see together very often.