Sister's Wedding in Alaska - Part 3

Ok, to wrap everything up, here's the rest of the trip.

After the wedding, we danced, we drank, we ate a TON of cake, we listened to our dad play music, and we finally caved and went to bed. The bride and groom walked down with us (the 4-wheeler shot was staged) around midnight, in the full dark. With bears in the woods, we were a little nervous, but laughed and talked loudly to scare anything away.

Brad and Shawn and Heather had walked down while we were all doing our hair, and decorated the little cabin with flower petals, so the happy couple had a bit of a honeymoon suite, though I'm sure they were too tired to really notice, it was a busy day.

The next morning, we walked back on the beach....and saw these:

Fresh tracks, a mama and baby black bear, we think. Glad we didn't see anything in the dark - it's less scary in the daytime!

Roxie, my little niece, and Eric, my new little brother, really enjoyed Brad and I. Brad playing with their magnetic toys:

Roxie playing with the camera and taking a self portrait:

Brad and Roxie (for some reason I don't have one of Eric on our laps):

Eric and Roxie on the trampoline:

Brad skipping rocks - he got pretty good at skipping, while I got good at finding perfect rocks for him. Here you can see the rock way out there.

Saturday, most of the guests left, leaving only family, and the rest of the family left Sunday morning. Joe left Saturday since he had to work, and Roxie stayed with Brad and I for the next night, and left with us Sunday morning. Here she is bundled up on my lap, which I really enjoyed since I don't get to see her very often and soon she won't be sized to snuggle anymore.

Fitting in a workout at the hotel, we had to get creative since it was so cold outside that we were worried about straining something (didn't pack warm enough workout gear). We warmed up in the (overly heated) pool doing dynamic stretches and sprint drills and accelerations.

Then we did some treadmill pushes.

And went sightseeing at the Alaska Native Heritage Center, then the Anchorage Museum, both fantastic, and then Earthquake park (1964 earthquake, a park at a place where the land shifted and dropped significantly). We didn't get pictures of the first two, but here we are on the landslide, 45 years later, and you can still see the land all buckled and heaved.

Then, it was back on the plane at midnight Monday, sleeping on the plane and getting back to Salt Lake at 9am, rushing to the office, and straight to work. Crazy weekend, but awesome in so many ways.