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November 15, 2017

Bridal Veil Falls (How THIS Bride FAILS and Falls!)

Story Time.

Hi folks. I hope you’re doing well this fine Wednesday! Today is blogging day, which means you’re about to hear a REALLY good story. 😉 We all need a slice of humble pie every once in a while, and let’s just say my brand new husband and I got a FACE FULL! I am a firm believe in sharing the joy when it comes to embarrassing stories, so I hope you like this little tale that took place on day ONE of our honeymoon. Yes! You read that right. DAY ONE. Here we go…

Matt and I arrived in New Hampshire at a beautiful place called Lovettes Inn. This would be our haven for the next week as we recovered from wedding chaos and started the adventure of marriage! The inn was in the middle of the White Mountains, and if you have ever been up there in the fall, then you will know just how BREATHTAKING it was! The trees were in PEAK foliage, and we couldn’t stop freaking out over all the natural beauty! After settling into our “cabin”, Matt whipped out the trail map, ready to get out there and HIKE. He had found a great trail up to a waterfall called Bridal Veil Falls, and what better way to start our stay in the mountains?

For those of you who know us well, you can now start chuckling. Let’s just say that Matt and I like to think of ourselves as super “outdoorsy.” Oh yea! We LOVE hiking, camping etc. etc…. the only problem is that this is all THEORY since we have been living in Florida for the past few years, where the most “outdoorsy” we get is sunbathing on the beach. Out of practice? Um, yes. WAY out of practice. However, we didn’t let that stop us! After a few minutes of prep, we were decked out in head-to-toe denim, some well-worn sneakers, and a backpack with a few vital goods (including books, a cell phone, a polaroid camera, and LUNCH). We were READY!

Bride Fails, Falls

What a hike. The weather was chilly and the sky was overcast, creating the perfect day for a climb! You could tell we were from Florida though, because we basically freaked out over EVERY rock and NON palm tree! Not to mention the way the slightest incline left us completely out of breath (#winning). After hiking for about an hour and a half, we finally made it up to the waterfall.

Bridal Veil Falls is beautiful. The way the water cascades down in sheets of white and silver… wow! We were overwhelmed by its humble beauty. Unfortunately, we weren’t quite satisfied with the view from where we stood, and so we made the decision to get closer. Or, if I had to be COMPLETELY honest with you, it was my desire. I had the polaroid camera over my shoulder and it was begging to take a picture juuuuuuuust a little bit closer to the main waterfall! Matt, being the servant that he is, wanted to make all my waterfall dreams come true.

Here is a visual for you:

As you can see, in order to get to the main part of the waterfall, a crossing was necessary. So with the bold confidence that we were invincible, Matt starts to make his way from one side of the waterfall to the other. At this point the only other person around is a lady sitting relatively close to me with her golden lab. She didn’t say a word as she watched us attempt the crossing. After a little bit of struggle, Matt gets to the dry part on the other side of the stream. He looks back at me and says, “Babe, I don’t think you’re going to be able to make it over here.”


Of course I can make it over! After all, if YOU did, then I definitely can! These were the thoughts running through my mind as I made my way over the rock, determined to join my husband on the other side.

It didn’t take long for me to realize that I had made a mistake. As soon as my hands and feet left the dry ground, I felt myself slipping. A moment later, the current of the water had caught me, and I began to fall. As Matt tells the story, I then looked up at him with pure HORROR in my eyes. “Matt! Help me!”

Now, at this point, Matt had caught a glimpse of what lay at the bottom of the waterfall, which was a seemingly harmless pool of water. I, however, had missed this, and so could only imagine what kind of end was in store for me as I started tumbled down over the rocks. Nevertheless, Matt wasn’t about to let me go! He made a running leap in my direction, grabbed my hand, and then proceeded to WIPE OUT in front of me. Now we were BOTH falling down the cascades!! I heard the lady from the top squeal, “Oh my God!” as I yelled for Matt to hold on.

So there we were, on the first day of our honeymoon, falling down the waterfall we had hiked to see. Plenty of thoughts ran through my mind at that point, like, how are we going to get down this mountain if we get hurt? Or, I’m never going to be able to claim “outdoorsy” status again! All I could do was pray that no serious injury would occur. Little did I know that while I was accepting my impending doom, Matt was having a BLAST. After all, it was basically just a really rough water slide! The current carried us down to the bottom, where we were deposited into a 5 foot deep pool of ice cold water. As we dragged ourselves out and assessed the damage, it became clear that apart from some scrapes and bruises, we were safe and sound. Our stuff however, had not been so fortunate. I heard the lady call down from the top of the waterfall to see if we were ok. I assured her that we were, and then she said, “Yea, my dog just did the same thing five minutes ago!”

“Good to know!” I yelled back.

Officially “INdoorsy”

The hike back down the mountain was a fun one. We knew we had to keep moving in order not to get too cold, and once the shock wore off, we just laughed and laughed and laughed! “Don’t climb on the waterfall!” we would cheerfully warn the occasional hiker that passed and saw us in our dripping clothes. Our stuff had been ruined, but we were ok. A relatively small price to pay for a really great story! Our hike concluded with a loud and sudden bear growl about 20 feet off the trail to our left. However, we both decided that there had been enough adventure for that day, and so we kept moving and ignored the flirting forest dweller. Maybe next time buddy!

As we clamored into our car, I looked at Matt and said, “I think we need a little hiatus from hiking.” And with that, we deemed the next few days to be officially “indoor.” We had learned our lesson, and next time we wouldn’t try to cross a waterfall (#hello).

Well friend, I hope you’ve enjoyed this embarrassing little story! It sure was a great way to start our honeymoon, and an even more humbling way to start our marriage. We learned a few good lessons from this experience. First, Matt learned that his first reaction would be to save me if something ever happened where I was in danger (you da best!), and we also learned a healthy new respect for nature, and an even deeper trust in the One who created it. No matter what, God is in control. There will be times in your life when you literally have no choice but to sit back, enjoy the ride, and trust that the Lord is going to carry you through. So thanks Bridal Veil Falls! Both for the lessons and for the memory. ❤️

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