We'd heard many good things about the so-called Grand Canyon of the East, at Leonard Harrison State Park in PA. Always suckers for the simple joys of bagels, coffee, and Car Talk on Saturday mornings, we headed off in search of adventures.
We hiked a bit, enjoyed the view, and just generally had fun goofing off in the woods. It's our favorite place to do it. The gorge, though pretty awesome, did not quite warrant the title "Grand Canyon of the East." But since it was called that, of course, one in three local businesses was called Canyon-this or Canyon-that. Canyon Flooring, for example. Ahh, the charms of regional attractions.
Update: still loving my new camera. I'm pretty sure it picks up details that are invisible to the naked eye.
And I'll close with more evidence of Patrick's non-smiling policy when I'm taking pictures. Well, alright, there might be smiles, but they certainly aren't sincere. They're smiles honed in his days as a car salesman.
These photo shoots are of course accompanied by much stomping and verbal threats (by me) and laughter (by him). I still think laughter is the root of a healthy marriage, so I guess I'll put up with him. For now.