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Happy 35th Wedding Anniversary
As a child, i thought i could never get married because i would never be able to publically kiss a girl.
My Father-In-Law is roughly 60 years old in this photo.
The photographer captured a great moment.
Two of the tallest Guests dancing with us. You had to pay for this privilege. A tradition to raise some spending money for the bride and groom.
A bicycle honeymoon trip happened 14 months after our wedding.
Most brides could never fathom a honeymoon of biking all day and camping in a pup-tent at night – for 17 days. Yet every cyclist i’ve ever met loves a great downhill ride.
Bicycle honeymoon trip in the San Juan Islands of Puget Sound, Washington.
Everything we did during those 17 days was missing the modern-day convenience.
Many meals took place next to the Pacific Ocean.
Many lunches revolved around peanut butter and bread. This lunch had some pizzaz because we had leftover marshmallows from the previous night’s campfire. Also, the peanut butter was carried in plastic because it’s lighter than glass. Back in the day, peanut butter only came in glass containers.
Roads were mostly deserted.
This was not a posed photo. Cheryl is gazing at an island harbor full of personal boats, near sunset.
Making our way to a campsite for another evening under the stars.
Two bicycles, named Netherlands (after Dan Fogelberg’s album, and Pullman, the Washington State town we lived in as newlyweds.
Things got a little crazy at the wedding reception. Our best man, Cort, split his pants doing this.
Tom Hollis, a fraternity brother, had two lifetime firsts at the reception – first time at the top of a Sig Ep pyramid and first time dancing on a table.
Waiting for the morning Ferry to continue our journey back to America (from Victoria, British Columbia on Vancouver Island.
Moments before we rode through Pullman, Washington to meet a Washington State Professor. We placed our bikes in his small pickup truck, which we then drove six hours across the state to Seattle – the professor drove the U-Haul truck full of his stuff. He was relocating to a new job and needed a “sage-wagon” driver.
Second-morning campsite was one of the coziest.
A bicycle honeymoon trip often looks exactly like this. That’s Cheryl in the lower middle.
Can you imagine traveling like this?
A honeymoon trip like this is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
It’s likely that my year at Disney in 1982 influenced me at a subconscious level to be intentional about creating a memory that would last a lifetime.
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By jeff noel
Retired Disney Institute Keynote Speaker and Prolific Blogger. Five daily, differently-themed personal blogs (about life's 5 big choices) on five interconnected sites.
