We met when, two days after moving into the ohana on the Hedemann ranch, Ashley helped judge a coloring contest—Noah won second place. And that was it, for two and a half years. Then, one December evening in 2015, Ashley was uncharacteristically out on the town at Humpy's talking with her friend, when she felt the eyes of a stranger from the end of the bar. At first she didn't recognize this shaggy headed handsome man because she hadn't seen his face in some time. Recognition dawned, it's Noah, of course. Sliding to the end of the bar, they sparked a friendly conversation that lasted till close. Nothing happened that night. Or the next day at the polo match that he'd invited her to. Or for the month that followed. But, one auspicious day in January, the Bishops visited and this group of friends adventured to Waipi'o. Noah and Ashley bonded over the names of trees and waterfalls. Their first date was shooting cans with Ashley's pump action .22 at the pig shack at the top of the ranch. The second date was dinner and a movie. Three years later, Noah asked her to make it forever. She said yes, of course. And here we are—like fine wine, better and better with time.