My family is the best. I mean, literally the best.
Last Saturday, my mom threw an epic bridal shower for HB, then the next morning, like 3:30 the next morning, she, my dad and the Gnar left Wilmette for an 18 hour roadtrip out to Summit County. They picked me up at the hotel after HB’s hen party and dropping me at Midway airport for my 7:00am flight, on their way out-of-town. Fast forward 18 hours, my road-weary parents and the not so weary Gnar, swung by Andrew’s birthday BBQ dinner, just to say hello.
Now if that’s not dedication, I don’t know what is.
Anyway, Tommy and I were lucky enough to be able to bomb around mountains with our parents for a few days, before Tommy moved back down to Flagstaff (boohoo) and our parents continued on to Fort Collins for a short visit with Erik and Clair, the FoCo Sims’s.
We had a fabulous few days chock full of fall colors, Buffalo Mountain attempts, gourmet dinners and nonstop chit-chat. Unfortunately the Gnar proved to be “not-so-Gnar” after she boycotted the last mile of rock hopping to the summit of Buffalo Mountain. Nonetheless, a good time was had by all.
Now if only all of us could be in one place at one time. Now that, would be truly epic.