One of the highlights of the wedding week is the chance to spend some time with family and friends.
Joe, Mo, Jake and Molly on top of Mt. Aeneas
We also met a goat I named General George Thomas, in honor of a very large Civil War general nicknamed “slow trot”. The Jewel Basin extends from the ridgeline to the right.
Sandy and the smallest out of town guest Sammy.
Sally, Bryson, John, Nancy and Allysa out for a gorgeous float down the Middle Fork. Clear water; beautiful rocks.
The wedding crasher on Thursday morning. Nadine, Mo and Nick were getting ready to take Ian and Melanie for their first trip in to Glacier National Park on a completely smoke free day. As Mo cleaned the car windows to ensure great views, I opened the hood to add wiper fluid, only to discover a pack rat had taken residence. Probably only there a day or two. This led to the purchase and deployment of rat traps around the house. At 2am on Saturday — the wedding day!!! — one of the traps sprung but did not catch anything. From the drops of blood by the trap and the smell, we surmise a skunk got a nasty broken nose. The corner of the garage still stinks.
As for the pack rat in the engine compartment, we believe he exited the car somewhere in the park on Thursday.
Sandy, John, Ian, Sally, Bryson, Allysa, Nancy, Jerry, Nick, Melania, Nadine, Mo, and home made pizza. Yummm!
Lemon curd wedding cake frosting.
The rehearsal.
As the rehearsal is finishing up, Sally went over to the playground next door and comes racing back very excited, yelling “Nadine!! They’s got a spinny thing!!!”. Our children grew up in California, where any and all playground equipment that was fun and entailed any risk is outlawed. Quite a number of post wedding reception photos and videos were taken on the “spinny thing”
The rehearsal dinner back at the house was limited in size by the number of cars that could fit in the driveway :-).
“Is this thing plugged in?” photo
Ian and Melanie, with the Great Northern range in the distance
Smoke blowing in from afar provides us a colorful sunset.
The guests have left. After a 2 week hiatus, I return to my boring morning run to the old bridge
