We met in Madison, NJ almost 8 years ago, and we started dating almost immediately. Last week, during our five-day hiking adventure in the White Mountains, he proposed on top of Mount Madison. We reached the peak (5366 feet in the air) at 3:57 pm. The skies couldn’t have been clearer, and the views couldn’t have been more beautiful. I got ready to take a photo just like I have done many times we’ve hiked together, but this time, when I turned around, he was down one knee. He whispered a melody of words all girls dream of. I didn’t know what to say, and everything became a blur. My only reaction was to cover my face for what seemed like an eternity. When I reopened my eyes, I saw a beautiful ring, and he stayed knelt with the box open until I was able to muster enough strength to respond. Other hikers from our group all witnessed the moment. It was unbelievable.
We were left alone on our mountain top for a few minutes of solitude and happiness. I asked all sorts of silly questions. One of them was, “Are you sure you want to be engaged with someone as crazy as I am? You still have time to back out!” And after, I had enough of the wind knocking me down, we trekked back down the mountain to the first of the three huts we would stay in on our journey. As we climbed down from the peak, different hikers we’ve never met before congratulated us. We were famous in the White Mountains that week. Word travels fast even without technology.
We decided to document our moment in the log book in Madison Sprint Hut. The log books date back to the early 1900’s. The hut system is 125 years old, and we were delighted to read old entries and meet people who have been coming with their families over the past decades. It was one of the most beautiful experiences I’ve ever had. And I plan to bring my kids there one day.
All the photos were taken by my future mother-in-law in between tears of joy. She was in on it the whole time!