Mill Valley, CA. The final day of staff training for Adventures Cross Country, a wilderness trip company, ends with a campfire party on Muir Beach. Ninety stinky outdoor leaders had just taken their first shower in two weeks. Love was in the air. Across the beach, in the moonlight, Travis saw Molly. She is beautiful, laughing, radiant. He did not have the courage to say anything. 15 years pass. Their circles of friends overlap from afar -- she in South Korea, Oakland, Boston, Bluff; he in Colorado and touring across the country. He writes in a journal 8 years ago, "How do I start talking to Molly Schmidt?" Years pass. He finds her on Instagram. He likes conspicuously old photos of her. Three years ago - At last, Molly, in a moment of inspiration, books an AirBNB in Denver to explore, and asks an ARCC friend if there is anyone in Colorado who can show her around. The friend mentions Travis lives in Denver. Molly texts Travis, "I'm in Denver for a month. Want to go on a hike?" Travis is dumbfounded. He cannot believe his luck. They go on a hike, and then to a brewery, and then to dinner. They saw each other every day that month. Travis knew they were dating from the beginning. Molly realized it on the fourth day. They still celebrate both days each year as their two anniversaries. They have talked every day since.