
Put a ring on it. And scream. And run away.

Stopping for a "backcountry chique" photo op on the Volcano Reef Trail Loop.

Started at the bottom now we're at the top. And about to pass out at Trapper Peak.

Snagging a kiss after summiting Mount Wright.

Someone's stealing the limelight. And someone else isn't happy.

We somehow survived our first Prickly Pear 30k trail run. Can't say the same about Mike's blistered feet or Emma's scuffed knees.

We finally got the drunk lady to get a non-blurry shot of our matching sweaters at a dive bar in Philipsburg. Hooray!

Post February Snow Joke half marathon in Seeley Lake, Montana. Mike learned that stretching is actually beneficial after all.

When Mike finally wasn't as much of a Jerry as he first started out. Thanks, Great Divide.

Post hailstorm rainbow cheesiness on the Rocky Mountain Front.

At our first backyard kegger. As you can tell by our appearances, we were only on our 7th beer.

Expect these outfits at some point during our wedding night.

Goofballs in Glendive. This is how we feel about Creationist museums.