Archive for March, 2009

Team Kuclick Rides Again

As the Canadian branch of Team Kuclick  (CTK) said so succinctly, don’t call it a comeback. 

The U.S. branch of Team Kuclick (UTK) had been rather negligent in visiting the Far Northern branch HQ.  Our earlier planned trip fell by the wayside when sickness hit UTK and then scheduling hell caused more issues.

Our only concern this time was that the previous two times that Team Kuclick was together, SCW (Small Child W) took one look at Chad and had a complete and unstoppable MELT DOWN.  Catastrophic and utter rejection of Chad, the thought of Chad, the word Chad and all things Chadean.  The potential for disaster was high.  SCR (Small Child R) was cool with Chad though, fortunately.

In an attempt to ensure that Chad didn’t have to spend his visit in Canandia hanging out by himself in the guestroom, CTK undertook a PR campaign on behalf of  UTK.

“Friends are Coming!” 

“Yay! Chad and Chris are coming.”

“We like Brad Chad!!!”

There was only one little glitch. We were “grown up” friends, not exactly the friends that SCW & SCR were expecting, but after a close examination and some goofiness by Chad, we deemed the PR campaign a success.

After a complex navigation of our scheduling options (we actually were expecting a handout with our various choices) we decided upon morning at the gym and then an afternoon of hauling a wagon of children on a river trail in order to geocache. There’s always geocaching. Always.

The only downside to our epic geocaching adventure (yes, it was epic the kids had to fjord a stream and sidekick Engineer had to move a tree from our path – EPIC I tell you) was that it wore the grown ups out.  Unlike the rest of the landscape in the part of Canadia we were visiting, the river trail was not level. No. It was not. It had hills. And ice. Not to mention the 50 or so pounds of small children in the wagon being hauled behind sidekick Engineer & little wooden boy. And then there was the 24-ish pounds of small child that Purple Monkey Dishwasher was carrying.

So instead of staying up late after the kiddies went to bed and carrying on like we had planned, we crashed. Sidekick Engineer fell first and despite attempts by PMD to wake him, he missed out on the nachos. Little wooden boy fell next, stretched out on the sofa. He did regain consciousness for a fully caffeinated soda and nachos, but his time was limited.

PMD & I did our best to stay awake until at least 11 p.m. I think we made it, but I’m not sure. Oh how the mighty have fallen.

We had a better plan for the following day. Two words:  Endless Sushi. And geocaching.  Our plan was to tackle A Kach to Remember a 9 stage multi-cache and then have dinner.  After all, we had a wagon & a stroller. How could we go wrong? Well first there was the wind. And lack of gloves for PMD. And lack of sunscreen for me (what was I thinking?). And some early-on fussiness from the Giant Baby. Not to be daunted though, Team Kuclick perservered and found ourselves at the final. Whereupon I fetched the final while everyone else got chased by rather irate geese. 

Objective achieved, we headed for sushi. Suffice to say, enless sushi is a whole heaping lot of sushi. I think I’m still stuffed.

Good times, man. Good times.

chris on March 26th 2009 in Geocaching, Travel

Borderline

Chad: “So we were in the border line…”
Mr. K: “Dude, what’s up with you and the Madonna songs?”

We were sitting in line at the Canadian border, on our way to visit the northern most branch of  Team Kuclick headquarters. We were pondering what exactly the correct term was for the inhabitants of Ontario.

“Ontarios. You know, like cheerios,” says Chad. I countered with Ontarians, which seemed much more likely. Hey, after being in the car for 5 or so hours, anything sounded good.

Finally it was our turn. Whereupon we had the following exchange.

Border Guy: Do you have any weapons?
Me: <kind of incoherent> No.
Border Guy: <grinning>But you’re from West Virginia.
Me: <puzzled look> We don’t hunt, if that’s what you mean.
Border Guy: <still grinning> But you’re from West Virginia.
Me: <catching on> Yeah, well they’ll be kicking us out soon you know.

Totally wearing cammo next time I visit Canada.

chris on March 22nd 2009 in Travel

Quinn’s Birthday

The first week in March is a big birthday week in the Matlick Family. We’ve got 4. Yep four birthdays between March 1 and March 7.

And so we ventured north to Palmyra to celebrate and babysit (so one of the birthday girls could celebrate with her dad).

Uncle Chad kept the kiddies busy for hours by flying a kite, getting it stuck in a tree, getting it unstuck and then flying some more and getting it stuck again. Man, the neice and nephew love him. I’m just along for the ride.

(and if you can’t tell, laziness personifies me for these last two posts).

chris on March 17th 2009 in Family

As Cool as I was

When Spring starts to show signs of arriving that means two things to me. The one pertinent to this post is: Time to Roll the Toy back out of the garage.

Time for me to sit back, make my list of repairs, consult the check book, take another look at the repair list and dissolve into tears.  Or better yet, dig out some old photos and remember how this all started.

And so for your amusement, I present…..the Toy in my youth (because even then, she was way over the legal drinking age)!

chris on March 17th 2009 in Vehicles