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It started out as a typical Team Kuclick New Years Eve. We went out on a forced march and then ate until we were stuffed. But somehow we didn’t quite work in the long, long nap that usually goes down between too much food and NYE festivities. Which is to say, Team Kuclick was moving pretty slow (and was still pretty stuffed) when we headed out to drink and dinner (yes in that order).

First things first: The caching. We had 3 kids, a sled, a wagon, a dog & four adults (and by adults I mean chronologically we are adults, mentally….I’ll leave that one go). The weather was unseasonably warm (way better than last NYE we were up here when it was wicked cold) so the sled presented some problems – mostly in the form of: it’s hard to pull a sled when the snow as turned to mush or completely disappeared and all you have left is rocks.

After a good long forced march, we headed back to the car where I decided to go after a cache in a tree. (PMD tells me this is pretty common in her part of Canada due to the typically large amounts of snowfall.) I got up all by myself. Back down was another matter all together.

While walking and talking, sidekick brought up the phenomenon of Endless Sushi. Yum. And so with a quick stop at home to de-snow-gear ourselves we headed out for Endless Sushi. Yum. This turned out to be somewhat of a mistake in timing since it was a late (and large) lunch and it left us more or less immobilized.  Totally worth it. You can’t get Endless Sushi at home.

After wallowing for too short of time we changed (yet again) and headed out for dinner.

And finally we managed to arrive at our final destination which sported some of the best people watching I have probably ever encountered. Once we secured our giant puffy sofa and got situated, we spent the night being entertained by an endless parade of …..let’s go with sights. And endless parade of sights. None of which (and you’d thank me for this…trust me) did we capture in photo. There was also a strawberry tree (cursed nemesis of height-challenged chocolate covered strawberry lovers like myself) and profuse amounts of cheese (but I didn’t get photos of those either…seemed a little tacky).

And just like that….it’s 2011.

Which is when we went home and passed out.

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I’m sure there’s already a post about Team Kuclick riding again. But we ride again a lot. Or maybe it just seems like it. At any rate since we were in South Bend, Indiana for Christmas, Chad and I packed up the car and headed up to Team Kuclick Canadian HQ. And since we were in Indiana we took an entirely new route…oooh the excitement.

Arriving safe and sound on the evening of the 29th we had a good night’s sleep and were ready to do what we do best. Well, maybe do what we do second best, which is caching. Because I’m pretty sure what we do best is have forced marches in foreign countries, followed by bed cheese and bathtub beer. Then again, geocaching does typically fit into the forced marching category. And for Chad and I, at least, we were in an almost foreign country. Where was I? Oh yes, geocaching. It was time to go geocaching.

So we loaded up all 7 of us (it takes two vehicles) and headed out.

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So we went to South Bend for Christmas. It’s always fun to have the family together. And we managed to get quite a lot of us all in one house.

There was a profuse amount of puzzles. Mamaw loves her puzzles and it’s really hard to not stop by and help when the puzzle just sits there, taunting you.

I lost county somewhere around four puzzles being completed. In fact we had such a puzzle emergency that Uncle Dan had to run out Christmas Eve and purchase some more. You know, just in case. Turns out it was a brilliant plan. We needed those puzzles.

And since it’s never really boring in the Berry Family….well you can see how we entertain ourselves aside from puzzles.

Yes. That’s right. Cornhole. In the great room. That’s just how we roll.

That’s not to say we didn’t take time out for the regular scheduled, hum drum of daily life. You know. Like washing the dog. In the kitchen sink.

It was a great Christmas with the family.

This photo was in the Fairmont Times West Virginian recently.

That’s my Gramps (D.J. Romino) on the left listening to Sen. Byrd play the fiddle.