The whole thing was rather breathtaking, with the lake backdrop and a sun that obliged by falling through the quaking aspens at just the right angle to illuminate the bride and groom as they said their self-penned vows. The constant small splashes of Pete throwing stones into the water only added to the ambiance (I like to think).
Then it was time for Champagne on the beach, then gin and tonics at the lodge, then food, then dancing. We'd been warned that the effects of alcohol would be magnified due to being 6000ft+ above sea level and, after my third G&T, this did seem to be true.
Hannah and I had planned to tag-team it with the babysitting throughout the evening but unfortunately I fell asleep on my first shift so Hannah danced the night away. The whole day was quite spectacular and the ceremony the high point of the weekend so far. At least until the all-you-can-eat buffet brunch tomorrow.
The rather pristine Fallen Leaf Lake.
The morning was free for water activities, and what could be more relaxing than taking out a pedalo with a 1-yr-old?
Others went for a motorised option.
Rounding a buoy, just like in the America's Cup.
We followed that with a little hike to see the all-important wedding beach before things kicked off.
I took the plunge...
...and quickly lost all feeling below my ankles in the glacial waters.
Abandoned at the altar.
Guests of honour.
This is more like it!
Here comes the groom.
And the bride.
This is NorCal.
Exchanging vows.
Mr & Mrs.
Pete toasts the happy couple.
Mummy and Daddy toast a second night of drinking and partying!
Tea total.
The cake - Mary Berry would approve.
Taking a short breather from the revelry.
