Happy Valentine’s Day, loves!
I thought it would be appropriate to finally continue the post I started a few weeks ago about how Greg and I became “Greg and I.”
Alright, where did I leave off….
Over the course of our relationship, Greg and I traveled a lot. In the summer of 2009, I visited Colorado for the first time. I’ve had family in Denver for a long time, but for some reason, I never had the desire to go there. Greg, however, has always wanted to move out to Colorado. He told me about how great it is and how much I would like it, so we planned a trip out west and stayed with my aunt and uncle at their house in Denver. From the moment we landed, I was in love. The mountains captivated me- I had never seen snow-capped mountains before! We spent the whole week driving all over the place- to Breckenridge, Boulder, Rocky Mountain National Park… hiking and biking and eating and drinking our way through Colorado.
This photo is from my very first hike ever in Colorado- over 13,000′ at Loveland Pass. This hike kicks your butt, and I love the little rock bowl at the top!
I also saw (and hiked) the Flat Irons for the first time.
That trip to Colorado really changed me. We ended up going to San Francisco for four days before flying back to Maryland. SF was great, but the whole time we were there, I was thinking about Colorado. I couldn’t wait to go back, and from there on, I was 100% on board with Greg’s desire to move out there permanently.
What does Colorado have to do with anything? A lot, actually. Colorado is really special to both Greg and I, and we both really feel like we left our hearts there. Throughout the following year, we busily planned another trip to get back out there. Over that year, a lot of things were happening. Lance and Jackson came into our lives in early 2010, we survived two blizzards (which were a week apart!) and I turned 30. Greg and I had been together for over two years at this point (and living together almost as long) and I was really starting to get anxious about wanting to be engaged. I definitely hinted at it a few times, and was reassured that it would happen, but had no idea when. Since we are both such huge Red Sox fans, I thought that he might do it at a game. For over a year, anytime we were at a Sox game, the idea of a possible proposal was always in the back of my mind. And for the record, I love the cheesey scoreboard proposals.
One day in May, Greg suggested that we check out some engagements rings so that he could get an idea of what I liked. Of course, I was thrilled at this idea! I found the perfect ring, but had no idea if it would actually be purchased, and if so, when I would ever see it again.
We planned a Colorado trip for June 2010- right after the school year ended. As luck would have it, the Red Sox were playing an inter-league game against the Rockies, so we based the timing of our trip around that. We went to the game that first night, and then went hiking back at Loveland Pass the following morning. I was nervous- I thought Greg might propose at the top of the mountain, back in that rock bowl that I loved.
I sat nervously and we took a few pictures. When Greg said “alright, ready to hike back down?” I was crushed. I had to just put on a smile and act like I wasn’t expecting anything.
Over the next few days, we went all over the place. We visited a lot of breweries- including the mighty COORS brewery in Golden (which is massive).
This was actually a really cool tour, and you get to same a lot of beers (not just Coors Light) that are surprisingly good!
We went back to Boulder and hiked at the Flat Irons again, and also hiked two different trails at Golden Gate Canyon.
The other new hike we did was at Eldorado Canyon. We met up with Greg’s best friend John, who had just moved out to Boulder.
We decided to save the activity that we were looking forward to the most for the last day. We drove out to Breckenridge and rented bikes. We were then taken about 25 miles away to Vail Pass and dropped off.
We put on our awesome bike helmets and were ready to go!
The ride back to Breckenridge is on a nice, paved bike path. The first half is pretty easy- most of it’s downhill. And the scenery is, of course, incredible.
About 7 miles away from Breckenridge (where we need to bike to) is a town called Frisco. We had noticed that you could rent kayaks and go out in Lake Dillon, and were all about that. We locked up our bikes and headed over the kayak rental. Normally, Greg and I each get our own kayaks, but this time he was set on getting a tandem. We kayaked around the lake and enjoyed the beautiful views.
There were a bunch of little islands in the lake that you could explore, so Greg suggested that we head over towards one of them. We got out of the kayak and hiked up to the top of the island. I took off my backpack and looked for my camera to take some pictures of the gorgeous mountains, and when I turned around, there was Greg, on one knee. I don’t remember exactly what he said, or what I said… but somewhere in there he proposed and I said yes! I set my camera on a rock and hit the self timer to capture the exact spot where it happened.
We kayaked back to the marina and celebrated with drinks at the Tiki bar. Then, we made our way back to Breckenridge, which was 7 miles uphill. I couldn’t stop staring at this beautiful ring.
We flew home the next morning, and while I was very sad to leave Colorado, I was excited to share my news with my friends and family! Everyone was so happy for us, and we were eager to start planning our wedding. Since I’m off work during the summer months, I wanted to get the big details taken care of before I head to return to school in August. We booked a venue and caterer within a month of our engagement and worked on the little details over the following months.
To be continued….
Are you married/engaged? How did he propose?