Jed and Elly Schoepp: Keats

We were able to get up to Keats for a couple days over Easter. It was very exciting to get away....but while we were there we thought a lot about how it would be nice to be home. And when we eventually got home it sure felt good to have a well insulated roof over our heads, and to not to have to worry about who's going to put wood on the fire at 2am. I don't think I've ever appreciated my glider the way I did our first night home from Keats.
Enough complaining. We had a good time overall. It's always great to be able to get up to Keats, regardless if your 2-year old is puking, your 3-month old is too cold to sleep, and if it's snowing....in March. Once James got healthy he had an AWESOME time throwing rocks and sticks in the ocean, looking at all the boats, picking up sticks on our walks, and playing with the classy cabin toys. Eli got hauled around the island in the 'metro wrap'. I had to show him around. It was his first time to Keats. We went to Salmon Rock twice, Bonfire Rock, took a tour of the camp, and almost made it to Sandy Beach. I wanted to take him to Highest Peak, but that's when it started snowing. Jed demolished the deck on the 'new' cabin next door, went for a dip in the ocean, smoked 3 cigars, and drank a bit of scotch. My parents were up as well. Poor nanny was in the wrong place at the wrong time when James decided he didn't want to digest his dinner. She did a lot of laundry. My dad was happy to get the deck off the cabin and to have a big fire (to rid of the deck and some other things from Jacks....)
Here are a few pics of the trip:
The beautiful view from the deck...sometime around 8pm:

Eli enjoying a bath in the sink:

The snow's a little hard to see in the picture, but it was really coming down! Puzzled and perplexed Papa.

An other bath in the sink:

Fairview toys:

James, enjoying some breakfast. The rest of us, praying we don't see it again.

This kid was pretty fussy the whole time we were there....unless we were outside. Made for a lot of time in the metro wrap. He loved the hikes - and being able to look out and see where we were going. (What a chubster!!)