Twelve years ago, we stood in a meadow at the foot of Mt. Adams and made vows to each other and to our children to be a family from that day forward. Every year, we make the trek back to the meadow to remember. This year was another beautiful trip of memory and remembrance.
(this was a Picasa slide show, also lost)
For those who were at our wedding, you might also remember the mosquitoes. I believe that this year was in special memory of those mosquitoes. In fact, we cut our trip short by a day. In all our years of camping, fishing and visiting Takh Lakh, the bugs have never been so thick. This year, they win.
Score:
Hoffman Clan - 12
Mosquitoes and biting flies - 1
Wait until next year...
Sherri and Rick
1 comment:
I remember your wedding very well. So touching that you return so often.
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