Honeymoon #2

The purpose, and inspiration for our second big trip in 2015 was to hit a number of state high points (given that we’re now on a mission to reach the highest point in each of the 50 states of the United States of America).  I was hoping that we would knock off another 11 state high points, including all of the more difficult state high points, and the highest of the state high points in the west and southwest.  However, we met with weather issues for our very first expected high point, Utah’s Kings Peak.  And we had more weather issues, and wound up rearranging our trip several times to get in *any* high points, let alone the high ones.  We finally started to get some traction after taking a little “vacation” in Rocky Mountain National Park on the advice of a friend.  We then had a weather window to climb Colorado’s highest, Mt. Elbert.  After more storms, and more visiting, we decided to get some easier ones in Oklahoma and Kansas, and then Texas – went back to New Mexico, and then, suddenly, had extra time.  I plugged a whole bunch of high points around the states into my planning program, and discovered that if we *just* hit the high points, and didn’t visit anyone, we could knock out quite a few – and we did – we wound up visiting a total of 20 state high points this trip, bringing our total high points visits up to 39, with only 9 northeastern states, Hawaii, and Mt. Rainier to do!!!  (While we’ve both done Mt. Rainier a number of times, we have to do it, again, together, for this 50-state project. . .)

Here’s our state high point collage:

For some reason, this seems to be the year of the turtle.  We were seeing them all over!  On this trip, we sighted our first, a box turtle, in Missouri, and then, in Michigan, we saw a snapper laying eggs, and then a couple of painted turtles, a couple red eared sliders, and another snapper.   All the eggs had been raided by some predator or another.  Here is a collage of most of the animals that we saw on the trip:

In order of the photos in the collage –

Row 1, Picture 1: we managed to see the lizard that a sign told us to look for while we were checking out the Valley of Fire State Park in New Mexico [not to be confused with what appears to be a more famous Valley of Fire in Nevada].  Alas, I can’t remember the type of lizard. . .

Row 1, Picture 2: we saw this tiny little fellow in Guadalupe Mountains National Park.

Row 1, Picture 3: bighorn sheep in the Taos Ski area of New Mexico.

Row 1, Picture 4: a bear in the Blue Ridge mountains of North Carolina.

Row 1, Picture 5: longhorn cow and her calf in Mount Rogers National Recreational Area

Row 2, Picture 1: another longhorn cow and her calf in Mount Rogers National Recreational Area

Row 2, Picture 2: one of the many wild ponies that we saw in Grayson Highlands State Park, which is part of the Mount Rogers National Recreational Area.  It seems that most of the visitors we saw were trying to get a glimpse of the wild ponies.

Row 2, Picture 3: box turtle in Taum Sauk Mountain State Park in Missouri

Row 2, Picture 4: Canada geese with their brood, commanding the secondary highway in southern Wisconsin.

Row 2, Picture 5: snapping turtle in Stony Creek State Park, Michigan

Row 3, Pictures 1 and 2: painted turtle in Stony Creek State Park, Michigan

Row 3, Picture 3: crawdad in Stony Creek State Park, Michigan

Row 3, Pictures 4 and 5: 2 different red eared slider turtles in Stony Creek State Park, Michigan

Row 4, Picture 1: Moose running through our campsite at the trailhead for Gannett Peak, Wyoming

Row 4, Picture 2: Some of the horses that we saw packing in (with mules) both people and supplies to Big Meadow in Bridger National Forest near Gannett Peak, Wyoming

Row 4, Picture 3: some bucks hanging out on Froze-to-Death Plateau on the way to Granite Peak, Montana

Row 4, Picture 4: goat at our campsite near Tempest Mountain on the way to Granite Peak, Montana

Row 4, Picture 5: pika near Mystic Lake, Montana

Not pictured were all of the wild turkeys that we saw in the Blue Ridge mountains, the cave swallows swirling around the entrance to Carlsbad Cavern before dusk, and the many bats swirling out of it, as soon as dusk actually arrived.

With a two month trip, and so many fabulous sights, I could probably give about 10 slide shows.  For this, though, I’ve chosen about 20 different things that I thought were interesting to share.

Here’s a sample of us getting ready for a climb:

In this particular case, we were at the trailhead for the Mt. Elbert climb in Colorado.  We had this HUGE tarp that we were able to put everything onto, and still have room to have an area for sorting gear, another area for packing up what we were taking, and enough tarp to cover everything during the night while we slept in the back of the truck.

We were pleasantly surprised that we could get as high as we did on Mt. Elbert (I think that we got to around 10000ft in the truck, and were amazed that there wasn’t much snow around) before we had to go on foot.  By about 12000ft, we had to don snowshoes, though, so you’ll see that I have them on in the picture.  At the tops of all of these mountains (especially for these state high points), I’ve been flying the Cure JM (Juvenile Myositis) banner:

I liked this picture because it clearly shows the snowshoes, and has such a wonderful, wonderful view of the surrounding mountains.  The Cure JM Foundation wrote up a nice article about this endeavor (see the 2nd article at this link).

Somehow, I’m always struck by the oil pumps – these were in eastern Colorado:

There were sooooo many.  Ultimately, they feed the truck. . .

After taking in Mt. Sunflower in Kansas, we headed down to the SW corner of the state, where there are some National Grasslands.  When I was trying to touch every state a couple of years ago, I stayed in these same Grasslands, only in a different spot.  Our camp in this one was simply excellent, and not another soul around:

We planned on seeing Carlsbad Caverns National Park (New Mexico) as part of the trip, since I’d heard so much about them (all bad) and we were going to be so near them when going to Guadalupe Mountains National Park.  I continued to receive more “it’s not worth it” opinions from anyone I told.  Well, the ruse worked!  We were pleasantly surprised – we got there in time to see the “bat show” – the thousands of bats exiting the Caverns at dusk, swirling out, and the next day, we went back and walked all around the parts we could go without being in a tour group.  The caverns were amazing – in form, and in size:

With the above picture, I tried to give some idea of just how huge this thing was – the one cavern (and they’re all connected to one another) was over a ½ mile long.  Really, really impressive.  And the curtains, stalactites, and stalagmites were all really, really impressive.  So, go there, but expect it to be a waste of your time, and then you’ll be pleasantly surprised, as were we!

We also stopped at Three Rivers Petroglyph National Site (New Mexico), where there are thousands of Petroglyphs (or as some people call it, old time graffiti).  Below is just a sampling – the place was  absolutely littered with them:

In Texas, from the top of Guadalupe Peak, we looked down on this – it looks like a carving, to me:

I was impressed with some of the artwork, I have to admit – this saguaro cactus imitation just struck my fancy:

Barbed wire!!!  And it looked sooooooo good!

Jay was trying to capture sunsets, especially from my travel buddy, Ed’s back deck.  He snapped this one and no, it is NOT photo-shopped!!!!

The mountain providing the backdrop is the Sandia Mountain, east of Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Can you see me in the middle of this photo, climbing up Wheeler, in New Mexico?

Oh, and while in the Taos area, we had to check out the “earthships” - off-the-grid houses built into the ground using various materials (for example, old tires):

In nearby (ha, ha) Louisiana, we saw many of these very, very long sheds/barns.  We never did figure out what they housed –I’m hoping that one of you will know. Maybe mushrooms?

Going in to climb Kings Peak (13,528ft) in Utah had us going through a huge basin with mountains all around.  The basin, itself, was at 9,000 to 10,000 feet:

And, yes, that’s me, hiking along. . .

This next one is from our campsite, looking toward the mountain that we would be hiking up the next day.  Kings Peak is in the middle, with snow on it, although the top is not quite visible.  And, while we did descend by going through the chute between the other two peaks, we went up by going around the peak on the left.

And, by going around that peak, we saw another basin, with more mountains all around it:

After having climbed both Kings and Gannett Peaks, we drove on to meet up in Montana with our climbing friends for Granite Peak.  On the way, we took a really fast tour through Grand Teton National Park and saw the Grand Teton:

It was a rainy/cloudy day, so we were lucky to have seen it!

We then took a fast tour through Yellowstone (we got to see Old Faithful!), and saw little fountains like this one:

Both Gannett and Granite deserve their own little slide shows – both very spectacular, however, I thought I’d leave you with a couple of shots from the Michigan wedding reception.  I wore the same flowery t-shirt that you can see in some of the easy high point pictures and jeans, disappointing many, I’m sure.  However, I had a plan. . .  my friend, Rebecca, while we were visiting her place on the west side of Michigan, had shown me this nice Bavarian dress that she’d purchased years ago in Germany.  It happens that the restaurant where the reception was taking place was a Bavarian restaurant, so, in the middle of the reception, I slipped out, and put it on, and now, none of you can ever truthfully say that you’ve never seen me in a dress:

(Rebecca is the one who is half-shown, laughing, in the background.) 

And for the final picture, since, this was, after all, a honeymoon – is of the two of us, from that Michigan reception:

I do feel as though I’m inside a fairytale. . .

leora

Honeymoon #1

At the beginning of the year, we planned 3 major trips (Mexico, Southwest state highest points & Michigan, and Australia and New Zealand), all before we even knew that we were going to get married, let alone that we would happen to get married in April.  Our first trip was planned for Mexico in late April, with our friend, Shu-ling, and her boyfriend.   She took to calling the trip our honeymoon trip, so we started calling all of the trips we’d planned “honeymoon” trips, since they are, after all, after the wedding took place.  This is a brief look at honeymoon #1, in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico.

Shu-ling was an old hand at vacationing in Puerto Vallarta, and had been there many, many times, before.  She’d rented a wonderful apartment overlooking what everyone called “the boardwalk” although it was made entirely of cement.  Jay spent a LOT of time sitting on the balcony watching all of the entertainment, below.  In this picture, he captured 2 female singers/musicians who were about to set up, a man selling all sorts of handbags, a cotton-candy/apple vendor, and a donut vendor:

We all spent a lot of time on the balcony eating wonderful meals that Shu-ling whomped up:

We all enjoyed watching sunsets from the balcony, as well:

We did go out and investigate the city, beaches, and other areas.  Here is a picture of Jay and me, courtesy of Shu-ling, at a river on one of our hikes:

I had a passerby take a picture of all 4 of us on this wonderful city staircase, but, alas, it didn’t come out well, and that was our only 4-some picture, so we’ll have to do with just the 3 – Shu-ling, Jay, and Bret.  Note the tile on the edge of the stairs – in some places there was different tile on every stair edge:

And finally, after a week, we moved to a time-share unit that was more northerly, near the marina (for those familiar with Puerto Vallarta), and when Jay and I got up to run on the beach, we had to get the gate to the beach unlocked.  When the guy unlocked it, he knew to look for baby turtles that had hatched and followed the lights toward the resort area, instead of following the moon’s light to the sea water.  Below is a picture of me with 3 of the baby turtles as I took them from the sand wash “sink” where they were caught, to the sea water:

It turns out that every year, the beach resort people try to capture all of the eggs and put them in a storage unit, and then release the turtles when they hatch.  They’ve seen a marked increase in the survival rate by doing so – the turtles had apparently been teetering on the brink of extinction before this practice was started. 

And, while we are on the topic of animals, we saw many iguanas while over there.  Here was a particularly nice specimen:

Thank you, Shu-ling and Bret, for sharing your accommodations with us, and for giving us such a great wedding present and honeymoon!

May you all have such generous friends in your life!

Leora

Articles on our wedding

I am impressed – the reporter, Brent, and videographer left what I thought was an hour ago, and already, there’s a writeup: KOINarticle.  (After 6pm Pacific time, the video of the news program also was posted!  The quote from Jay at the beginning of the video is actually referring to our climb of Denali (also known as Mt. McKinley).)

In addition, we did a write up for our local mountaineering organization’s publication, and that can be viewed at:  Wedding article, on Page 24 & 25 at the bottom.  To actually *read* the article, you’ll have to use the little slider bar that appears with a “-” and a “+”, and move it to the + so that the article is enlarged.

Hah!  I never expected that we’d be news-worthy!

leora

Mountain Romance - Part III - Mt. Hood Summit Wedding

For those who have been following the Mountain Romance, I found my most perfect mate – a fellow climber (part 1).  He proposed on the summit of Mt. Hood, earlier this year (part 2), and, now, we’ve been wed on the summit of Mt. Hood (part 3)!

Here we have the summit photo of  the “wedding party,” also known as the climb team, with puffed rice being thrown, after the knot was tied (Click on any photo to see them all in higher resolution):

In strict Left to Right order of the faces: Gary Riggs, Wim Aarts, Candi Cook, Tomasz Piekarz, Leora Gregory (Bride), Jay Avery (Groom), Jean Hillebrand, Mark Fowler, Dyanne Foster, Linda Musil, Karen Vernier (Officiant)

After part 2 of the saga came out, people asked us “when’s the wedding date”?  At the time, we didn’t know, because we’d not gotten that far in our thinking.  Having bought each of us a new pair of lightweight mountaineering boots to symbolize our engagement (and, of course, for climbing), we started thinking that a wedding on the summit of Mt. Hood would be a good idea.  We started touting the idea around with our climbing friends, and our friend, Teresa, whom I credit with “introducing” me to Jay, let us know that she was an ordained minister.  Another friend, Patrice, proposed that she get ordained through the online process so that she could wed us.  I felt very encouraged by the response we were getting to do such a wedding.

Soon after that, I became a climb leader with the Mazamas, the local mountaineering organization, and I started thinking that it would be neat if I were able to lead an official Mazama climb as our wedding climb.  By mid-February, I had the climb posted on the public Mazamas’ winter climb schedule, and by the time we left for a month-long trip to California in March, I had about 25 people signed up for the climb.    With so many people signed up we started wondering how we could get everyone up, and still stay within the guidelines of the Mazamas and Wilderness Act, which restrict climbs to 12 people, among other restrictions.  Jay is a climb leader for another local mountaineering organization, the Chemeketans, out of Salem, and I was thinking that if there were too many people who wanted to go on the climb, maybe we could have him lead a 12 person Chemeketan climb, and I could lead a 12 person Mazama climb.  After Jay and I discussed that possibility for a while, we finally realized that that was just way too many people to deal with, potentially creating issues with making sure that the leaders (who have certain responsibilities when leading a climb) and the minister could make it to the summit.  We settled on having it be a Mazama climb, and that we would figure out what to do with any additional people, if that really became an issue. 

On our March California trip, we did some visiting and also climbed to a few more State High Points (Boundary Peak in Nevada, Mt. Whitney in California, and Humphreys Peak in Arizona), and finally joined others for some hiking in Death Valley.  In the middle of that trip, one of the potential participants, Karen, wrote to let me know that she, too, could now perform the ceremony.  That was good news, because, although I was sure that I wouldn’t need her, there was always this chance that Teresa couldn’t do it, especially as her knee had been bothering her a lot, lately.  When we returned from California on April 4th, I started looking at weather reports, told the potential climbers that I was back in town, and asked for people’s availability for April 8, 10, and 11 (a Wed., Friday, and Saturday), days that were possible for Teresa to climb.  The weather forecasts were all looking pretty terrible – either heavy snow, high winds, or too high avalanche danger. 

By Monday, April 6th, I’d seen a report from a climbing buddy that the snow was hip deep at the Hogsback (a specific place on Mt. Hood at around 10,600ft) on Saturday.  One of the potential climbing participants, Wim, also had been up on the weekend, and saw a couple of human induced avalanches.  This was just not looking good.  Jay and I poured over all of the weather reports, and I thought that Thursday, the 9th, would be our only option.  We called Wim, and discussed it with him, and decided that, yes, Thursday was our only weather possibility – another storm was moving in on Friday.  I checked with both Teresa and Karen, and although Teresa wasn’t able to go up that day, Karen was (thank goodness for backups!), so I sent out mail that night, and by Tuesday, got all of the responses back, and found that only 12 people could possibly climb on that day, so no worries about figuring out how to get around the restrictions on the number of people.  After checking weather forecasts one more time, we sent out the final “it’s a go!” on Wednesday morning, the 8th.  Carpools were then all arranged so as to meet at Timberline (6000ft), the start of the climb, by 6am, so that we could start the climb at 6:30am.  The one advantage of the current weather pattern was that the freezing level was so low, that we could do the entire climb during the day, and not have to worry about the ice on the upper reaches of the mountain, melting and falling on us, which was a change from the earlier months.  It means less disruption to people’s sleep cycle, and more potential for great views while going both up and down the mountain.

Wim offered to ski up ahead, with another participant, Tomasz, assess the conditions for avy (avalanche) potential, and set up a rope in the most difficult section of the route, so that people could attach themselves to the rope, which would then catch them if they should stumble or fall.  He told me that if we couldn’t go to the summit, then we’d just do the ceremony on the Hogsback.   I had to tell him, that no, if we couldn’t go to the summit, there would be no ceremony – it would have to be done another day, because we HAD to have it on the summit.  It’s just not the same, having it at some other spot on the mountain!  Fortunately, I knew that with Wim, I didn’t have to worry about that information changing his assessment of the conditions.  If there was high avalanche danger, we wouldn’t be going, period. 

I had quite a scare when everyone arrived at our meeting spot EXCEPT Karen!!!!  Fortunately, one of the other participants knew that she’d left late, and therefore would be arriving a little late, due to some confusion at the carpool meeting place.  She arrived shortly, thereafter. 

Here’s everyone getting their packs and gear and avalanche transceivers ready at the cars:

Packs and gear strewn all over the place. . . After getting all of the gear together, we all gathered at the Climber’s Register:

L to R: Mark, Gary, Wim, tiny bit of Tom, Candi, Leora.

This is where we fill out the wilderness permit, and the climber’s register, and discuss last minute details about the climb plan.

Getting everyone all set and ready to go took a little more time than I’d expected, and we finally set off around 6:45pm, about 15 minutes late.  However, as we moved up the mountain, we kept pretty good time.  Here we are, right at the start of the climb – the skiers hadn’t started up, yet, but Jay took this picture of all of the climbers:

Here, the snow was compacted by snow cats that go up and down the south side of the mountain, grooming the Palmer Snowfield above us.

In other places, we were fortunate in that others had preceded us up the mountain, leaving footsteps that we could use.  If we went outside of that boot-track, we would wallow in a couple feet of snow.  Here’s a picture of me, when I went out of the track to say good bye to Tom, who was having a leg issue that day, managing to lose my balance while I wallowed. . .:

(Photo courtesy of Candi)  Note that the snow went up nearly to our knees.  Gary and Tom are leaning down to help me up, and Jay is bringing up the rear of the climb team.

Here are a few more pictures, from Candi, of the team, as we progressed up the mountain – you can see what a fabulous day it was – crisp, clear, cool.  This first one has Mt. Jefferson very clearly in the distance (with the 3 sisters and other mountains behind it):

This next one looks as though we’re coming out of the clouds:

This one is looking up , with Crater Rock, the center cone of the crater of Mt. Hood, the most prominent feature:

The skiers (besides Wim and Tomasz, Candi was also on skis, but stayed with us walkers) were able to glide, easily, on top of the snow.  Skiers put one-directional “fur” known as “skins” on the bottom of their skis, so that they can glide up, and the little fibers of the “fur” dig into the snow, and keep their skis from sliding backwards down the mountain.  With their weight distributed over the whole surface area of their skis they had an easier time making progress.

Here’s a picture of the team as they progressed farther up the mountain – it’s hard to tell that Candi is actually on skis – they sort of disappear in the snow:

Candi is the rightmost person with a red backpack and white boots.  There are a couple of climbers, in the far distance, coming down.  Possibly worried about potential ice fall due to the sun-melt, they thought that it was too late in the day to summit.  Since we'd experienced these kind of conditions (low winds, low freezing level, and sun) many times, before, we were pretty sure that we didn't have to worry about sun-melt.

I love this picture that Candi took of the mountain:

I've taken the above picture and added the route in bright green:

When we all arrived at the Hogsback, we were greeted by Tomasz, who informed us that the conditions were fabulous – the Pearly Gates would be mostly a snow climb (as opposed to an ice climb, as it has been the last several years that we’ve done it), and Wim was putting in the fixed line.  We donned our harnesses and crampons (the pointy things on the bottom of our boots, because, under all of that snow, there *was* ice, and we would encounter it on the climb through the Pearly Gates).  Tomasz wanted to leave the ropes on the Hogsback, which I was fine with doing – we probably wouldn’t need more than 1 rope, and maximum 2 ropes, and they each had carried up 2 ropes, and 6 pickets – an extra 24 pounds of gear, so that Tomasz’ pack was probably 60 pounds.  He was *done* carrying so much weight.  I had to laugh, though – after I agreed to leaving the ropes, he told me that he WOULD carry another rope up, the rest of the way, lest Wim think him lazy. . .

And when I made it up to Wim, the first thing he asked was if we could take the ropes down with us when we went down, because skiing with the ropes in their packs was unwieldy.  Jay and I readily agreed to taking the ropes down (for me, that’s the easier direction to carry extra weight!).

So, the whole team went through the Pearly Gates.  Here’s a picture of one of the team, attached to the fixed line via a small rope to her harness, making her way up this more narrow passage way.  After this, it opens up a bit, and it’s just another 100 ft or so of elevation gain to the summit:

(photo courtesy of Candi)

Soon, the entire team was gathered on the summit, and it was time for the ceremony.  The clouds had swooped in, and the wind was blowing a bit, so it was pretty cold.  I donned my huge parka, and everyone else put on warm clothes and gloves and mittens for the ceremony.  Candi took off her harness so that her skirt looked more like a skirt.  And Mark took out his tie, that he’d been concealing under multiple layers of clothes on the way up!  They were dressed for the occasion!

People got out their cameras and got in position for the ceremony, and Jay and I grasped each other’s heavily gloved hands, and Karen commenced the ceremony (thank you to Tomasz for taking these pictures with Jay's camera!):

I like the above picture, because it shows Jay thrusting his ice axe into the snow – we both have them attached with some webbing, to our harnesses, and although there’s no way that we’re going to fall down the mountain from this spot – it’s a habit to put the ice axe in to anchor one’s self.  (Although, with so little of the ice axe penetrating the hard packed snow on the summit, it isn’t much of an anchor. . .)  You can also clearly see the crampons on Jay’s boots (we were both wearing our “engagement boots”!).  Everyone was wearing crampons, but they don’t show up as well on everyone else.

The following is a little better picture of Karen while she was officiating, and some of the wedding party in the background – either sitting, or standing, trying to get a good picture:

I’m holding 2 bouquets of flowers – one, of Lilacs cut from one of the wedding party’s lilac bush, and the other, some plastic flowers that held up quite well. . .

This is a picture, taken by Candi, of us while Jay was saying his vows:

I knew that I wouldn’t be able to say any long vows, so mine were to say “me too,” and I did manage to say those two words, after Jay said his vows. 

The following was our “pre-kiss” after we exchanged our wedding altimeter watches (where others would have exchanged rings) – it’s hard to see, but they’re in our hands.  We kept kissing, and Karen kept telling us that we couldn’t kiss, yet, so I called it a "pre-kiss"!

And, finally: Pronounced husband and wife at 2:20pm:

And the REAL kiss:

I had Karen “catch” one of the bouquets, and Candi, the other, and then Karen brought out the cake that she’d bought at JaCiva Bakery!  We cut the cake and did the feed each other thing, and then the team broke out the Martinelli’s, discovered that a bottle opener was needed to open it, so used one end of an ice axe to open it, and then Linda delivered the plastic little wine glasses.  Unfortunately, she sat on some of them, so when she filled up one glass, it all went spilling out of the stem – cracked me up!  We got 2 that worked, and then we did the hook arms and drink thing.  I told the team that my housemate would be happy that we were doing these traditional things, because before we went on the climb, she asked me “are you going to do ANYTHING traditional?”  Here, I thought that the fact that we were having a wedding at all was pretty darned traditional! 

We had sunflower seeds and puffed rice thrown on us (I’m sure that the crows and ravens will be happy, although, yes, I know we’re not supposed to feed the wild animals), and we wanted to get a group shot.  Fortunately, 3 climbers from Eugene were on the summit, and one of them took our pictures with a couple of different cameras.  I like the one with the puffed rice in front of us, the best, so that’s the one at the beginning of this missive.

Then it was time to get the team going down the mountain.  It was fairly anticlimactic, so we just have a few pictures, courtesy of Candi.  Here she is on the Hogsback, looking back at the route where we are all making our way down:

I love the hint of clouds in the picture.  They would come and go – sometimes reducing visibility to about 40 ft!

When we all got back to the Hogsback, Candi offered to do a reception.  The team requested that it be on Saturday, and, with that settled, the skiers took off.  Linda also took off, as she had to go into work when she got back!  The rest of us stuck more or less together, with the last of us arriving at the parking lot at 7:08pm.  Just a tad over a 12 hour day.

Here is one final shot, and it is of Tomasz and Wim skiing down below Crater Rock (photo courtesy of Candi Cook):

And that is the last picture of the climb. . .

At the very short notice Saturday reception, JoJo O’Connor took a better picture of us and our wedding altimeter watches:

Because we didn’t know when the wedding would be, depending, as it did, on the weather and climbers’ availability, we couldn’t plan a traditional wedding reception.  We’ve opted, instead, to have a series of little parties to celebrate, and get friends and family together.  We’re having an open house-style reception at our friend, Rusty’s house on May 2nd, where people can come and go when they please, in Oregon.  We’re having one for our family in Michigan, this summer, and I’m hoping that we’ll have something *next* year, on the east coast, likely in New Jersey, when we try and hit all of the eastern states’ highest points!  Feel free to contact me if you are feeling left out and we’ll figure out how to celebrate!

Links to videos and pictures:

Video:Linda’s Version of the vows – with full transcript in the description.  This version only has Jay, Leora, and Karen visible.(Length 4:10)

Video:Gary’s Version of the vows (can see some of the rest of the wedding party) (Length 4:32)

Video:The cutting of the cake (Length 1:47)

Pictures: Candi selected about 35 pictures out of the couple hundred that she took, and put together a nice little story of the climb.  Here are Candi's public pictures, with captions (Click on the first picture of the album, and you’ll be able to scroll through the different pictures, with the captions appearing to the right of the picture).