Looking back to our honeymoon, it's almost comical that we chose to go sit on a beach....because ten years later, our idea of a romantic vacation apparently entails 18 miles of hiking in 3 days while wearing winter coats in May.
We fully embrace our weirdness.
This past weekend we took a 4 day trip to the San Juans to celebrate a decade of being married.
(Apparently we married young and I regret nothing)
Our stay included early-morning coffee + reading on our front porch with to-die-for views, 18 miles of gorgeous hiking, an evening at Orvis Hot Springs watching the sun set over the San Juans, artisan pizza and brews, cinnamon rolls, naps on top of rocks, losing our dog for an hour after he chased a deer (that was seriously horrible and I was a hot mess), lunches beside waterfalls and air so fresh you never wanna leave.
Here's to another 50 years of adventuring with my mountain man!