Rain. Cool, wet, steady, falling rain. They say it's good luck on your wedding day. I'm sure I joked with Mathew and Sharon as we waited for the rain to stop. We had just driven up to Yankee Boy Basin, high in the San Juan Mountains, above Ouray, Colorado. After several months of planning and anxiously waiting, the big day was here. These two would be married in one of the most spectacular settings in Colorado following a winding 900 mile motorcycle ride from Oklahoma. Once the low clouds and rain let up slightly, we to the short walk to the spot where the ceremony would take place. More drops. Back to the Jeeps to wait. This had to be hard on these two, with nerves running high and wanting everything to go as smoothly as possible. I too, was anxious. These two trusted me to pick the spot, and time, for this adventure.
More rain. Finally, as hoped, the clouds began to clear, revealing the San Juan's around us. Go Time. As before, Mathew carried Sharyn part of the way to the spot, high heals and muddy mountain terrain don't always go well together. Good man, this Mathew.
With a small bit of warmth from this newfound sun, and this astounding place all to themselves, they started a new adventure together. They made promises of love and faith, a new start both dramatic and serene. Here's to your adventure, here's to Mathew and Sharyn.