A while coming

That's right, folks.  After over six years, the boy and I agreed to take the plunge.  *Disclaimer: Mushy story to follow*

Because Nate had recently started a job, we couldn't make it to California for the holidays.  We started planning a vacation to visit his family.  We stopped first in Tahoe for some sweet skiing with Nate's Dad and brother.  Those mountains were actually mountains.  This picture does not even compare to the real magnitude of these slopes. 

The following day we all rode from Tahoe to Monterey, California.  Nate suggested hiking at Point Lobos to stretch our legs after hours riding.

At Point Lobos, we watched the waves break on the shore for a long time.  The waves were fantastically big and commanding like I have never seen.  I'm used to Gulf of Mexico waves. 

Fog hung in the air.  It made for an other world feeling.  We climbed up a hill to look down over the coast.  Well, you can imagine the rest from there. 

It was perfect.  Perfect for me and perfect for the relationship he and I have.