A couple canoes on McNeeley Lake in Louisville.

Rachel and I spent the day together at Mammoth Cave National Park on a September weekend in 1998. I was reading Manifold Destiny at the time, and cooked lunch (peppered steak, I think) on the engine block and exhaust manifold of my car on the drive from Louisville. I was 90 minutes late (!) and got a speeding ticket inside the park.

We took a four hour canoe trip down the Green River. Our muscles were extremely sore and we got slight sunburns, but as far bonding moments go, it was the best, and I knew something special was about to happen... I was going to fall deeply in love with this person.