Nine years ago today, Brian and I got married. Wow, has it ever gone fast! We took a trip last weekend to Yosemite to celebrate and it was so good to spend some time away from the city, tv, movies, and our computers! I think at least one of us is glued to a screen of some sort at all times. I realized along the way that the hikes turned out to be a good metaphor for our life together. Sometimes we were together walking side by side. Sometimes we were on different sections of the path - one on a low sandy point, one on a higher rocky section - but still side by side. Sometimes one of us made it through a down or uphill scramble quicker, but was always there waiting for the other to catch up, watching to see that the other was safe, and still coming. Always holding out a hand, to find the other. That really sums up the last 9+ years for us together and am I ever grateful to have that steady hand to to reach out to.
Getting into nature - first day - me asking if this looks like a bear print.
Same hike - Brian right before discovering a baby rattlesnake.
I'm missing one day's photos from our first long hike to Vernal and Nevada Falls along the John Muir trail. We came back down the mist trail - 600 steep steps. We were a bit lucky because it wasn't spring or the steps would have been wet and slippery as well as steep. I know, I know, it wasn't as beautiful, but I have a thing about heights. Slippery, steep heights just don't sound as fun to me. We were so unprepared for our day that we forgot our camera and a backpack. These next photos are from our hike the next day to Sentinel Point, Taft Point and Glacier Point.
Always on the edge. He inspired someone else to take a picture of him leaning over this railing to get a photo.
We took the path less traveled in between points of interest on this hike and I was starting to question our choice, but there were fresh foot prints ( I blew on them to make sure they were fresh when Brian wasn't looking ) and a pine cone message in another language. For all we knew it could have said "Help! Picked wrong path!". It wasn't and all was fine. Next photo is of a cool topographical map.
Our last day was spent in the Redwood groves.
We stayed at the Narrow Gauge Inn. We loved it. While it is 2 miles outside of the park, it was heavenly not being in the middle of the Labor day crowds at Yosemite Valley. I have to admit that I had a great time and I was totally able to relax. While I love being out in nature, I am usually a huge scaredy cat - mountain lions, bears, heights, snakes, winding mountain roads... I could go on. This time was different. I was able to relax and just enjoy our time together. I wasn't constantly looking over my shoulder or tense on the curvy roads. It is such a relief to get to this point in my life. To look up and see Brian there at the end of my uphill scramble, smiling, waiting for me, proud. Continuing on our path together.