We met at a whitewater kayaking roll session. His first memory of me was me laughing my head off in the pool. My first memory of him was at the Mexican restaurant we would go to after, he was like a sponge, soaking in all the kayaking stories and knowledge, asking questions and listening intently. I was 27, he was 37.
I took him down his first river on March 7, 1998, 22 years ago. This is the date that is inscribed inside our wedding rings even though it's not our wedding date. This was where it all began.
Our joy in kayaking and our joy in each other was palatable, still is :-)
Brad at Micro Eddy above Nantahala Falls. Nantahala River, North Carolina.
Heading to Macro Eddy above Nantahala Falls.
Peeling out to finish the Falls.
I was and still am, the one taking the pictures but I managed to find one of me! (Thank goodness for iPhone's and selfies now! ;-)) Surfer's Wave on Nantahala River.
Brad and Shadow, sweetest and naughtiest boy dog ever. I swear he's come back in Lucy's body!
Where there's a will, there's a way lol!
Brad, somewhere on the Youghiogheny River.
June 28, 2016. At the ranch the day before we moved in, starting the next phase of our journey, still finding joy in each other. :-)
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