Christian and I met in Fort Collins, a few months before my college graduation. I knew quickly I would fall in love with him. After 5 years of dating – from Fort Collins then in Denver – we went for a beautiful hike just west of the city. It was a gorgeous June day, we started our trek up the mountain and I quickly needed a snack (I am known for getting hangry so this was resolved with haste). As we continued on the hike, Christian gently kept suggesting we stop and enjoy the scenery. Oblivious to his true intentions, I encouraged him to keep hiking – “make it to the top”. The nerves finally got the best of him and he started telling me the most wonderful things about our relationship (whilst hiking because I’m so stubborn, the hike had to continue). It wasn’t until he pulled off his backpack that I realized I should probably stop – he got down on one knee in the middle of the trail and asked for my hand in marriage. I immediately accepted and there were plenty of tears and hugs.
– Bride, Mallory