A year ago on May 15, Caleb and I were married. We celebrated our anniversary in Midway, Ut.
Here is a summary of the trip...
My grandparents graciously lent us their cabin in Midway for the weekend. It was like an extremely remote flash back to the '70s. (That is, if we were alive then.) We quickly realized when we got there how ill prepared we were for the trip. There was no internet, no TV, and not even a board game in the place.
But no matter... we just spent most of our time outside.
This was no difficulty for Caleb. I felt like I had taken an anxious puppy with me more than a husband. He was thrilled to spend some time outdoors.
We went biking a lot. I have profoundly improved since our second date. This time I only crashed once inside of twice. But at least I could actually keep up with Caleb.
We found some beautiful trails at Soldier Hollow. I told Caleb I wanted to take a picture of him (below), but I really just needed to catch my breath.
He took a similar picture of me, but I too was wearing spandex biking shorts. Hence, no one will ever see it.
I told Caleb that because he took me fishing on our honeymoon, he was not allowed to fish on our first anniversary. So what did he do?