It was the town of Gardiner, MT just north of Yellowstone National Park in the middle of summer. He was running around trying to get all the guest suited up for the whitewater rafting trip, harrowing excursion down a Class II-III section. Getting everyone ready was like trying to herd cats as they all went this and that way. She was one of those those cats. He fought to be her guide. It was a big boat to float down the Yellowstone River. The seating in the raft was the spark. Only two places to go, one spot at the very front or the spot by the guide. A lost game of rock, paper, scissors sealed their fate locked in together at the back of the raft. Who knew such a game could lead to two cross-country moves, a dog, and the start of a new adventure together coming September 22, 2024.

"While I'm already down on one knee," he said in a raft three years later...