In March of 2007 KB and I went for our first “trip” together. We went to KB’s favorite place in the world, Moab. We had some interesting adventures, rode some cool trails and got to know each other a little better. If you look closely at the above picture you will notice that KB is anything but happy. We had hit a newer trail at the time, The Sovereign and she was struggling. I had made the climb and was waiting at the top when I snapped this photo.
Once she was on top of the mesa, she threw her bike to the side and said, “This trail is stupid.” Then she proceeded to kick her bike hard enough to leave a dent. I sat waiting for the barrage of that I was certain was going to come. My experience with the opposite sex indicated that I would be blamed for everything that was going on and that the rest of the trip was probably going to suck.
She told me to leave her alone for a few minutes and then walked over and sat on a rock that looked off the mesa. I did as I was told.
A few minutes passed, she got up and walked back over to her bike. I thought she was going to throw it over the cliff. She picked it up and said lets finish this. I was blown away. She not only lost her shit, but she didn’t blame anyone else for what was going on in her head, it was for her to deal with and I just needed to be quiet.
The fact that it was her idea to go to Moab and she could control her shit, I was hooked.
4 years ago today I married my best friend. We get on each other’s nerves sometimes and we have our differences because we are independent individuals. But after four years I can honestly say, despite how cliche it sounds, that KB is my best friend. We ride together, hike together, climb together and hobo together.
I love you babe, Happy Anniversary!
ya i remember kathleen told me that story soon after it happened, good one……….she told me she was really embarrassed………..