Matt and I met our first week of college and were good friends for a solid four years before we started dating. We both share a love for adventure and the belief that life's too short to play it by the book, which led to us quitting our jobs to live out of our truck with our dogs. During our time on the road, Matt's family cabin in Mt. Crested Butte, Colorado, served as our home base of sorts. We would visit in the winter to ski and snowboard and in the summer to hike and mountain bike. One summer day, we were hiking and stumbled upon Uley's Cabin. We had been there countless times for après ski in the winter, but had never seen how beautiful it was in the summer. We stayed a while, taking in the view and snapping a few photos, and–even though Matt hadn't proposed yet–I casually mentioned it would be a great place for a wedding. Fast forward a little and we're engaged and deciding where to get married when I come across one of the photos we took during that hike to Uley's. We took one look and it all just clicked.
As two people who will use any excuse to get out of a formal event, Matt and I didn't want our wedding to feel like a huge production. So instead of taking on the stress of planning “the perfect wedding,” we just thought about our ideal weekend: a laid-back adventure in the mountains. The most important thing was that our wedding felt very “us.” We went whitewater rafting, ate our all-time favorite pizza, shared our vows privately before the wedding and wrote a ceremony that reflected who we are and the type of marriage we want. In the end, we were in one of our favorite places, surrounded by our favorite people–and our dogs–and we couldn't have imagined a more perfect celebration.
~ Bride, Brooke