{"id":147,"date":"2007-05-13T23:55:59","date_gmt":"2007-05-14T03:55:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.apadventures.net\/?p=147"},"modified":"2008-12-27T14:10:30","modified_gmt":"2008-12-27T18:10:30","slug":"a-bishop-wedding","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.apadventures.net\/?p=147","title":{"rendered":"A Bishop Wedding"},"content":{"rendered":"

Early evening on Saturday, May 12, 2007 a small group of family and friends gathered amidst the boulders of the Buttermilks to witness the marriage of a good friend of our\u2019s, Linda, to her very special person, Jay. And what a fine wedding it was indeed.<\/p>\n

Paul, Morgan and I traveled to Bishop, California this weekend for Linda and Jay\u2019s special day. It was a long haul, yes, for such a short visit. But it was totally worth it. The wedding was absolutely picture perfect and we were psyched to have gotten to share it with them and their family and friends.<\/p>\n

We arrived in Bishop on Friday afternoon and, you guessed it, headed straight for the boulders. We opted for the Happies, hoping to clean up a couple quick projects. Alas, no sends though – we\u2019re blaming the lack of sleep and heat, haha. Friday evening Linda and Jay treated all the wedding guests to dinner at their favorite little mexican restaurant, Taqueria Las Palmas. Yummy. Afterwards, Paul and I headed up the incline to camp at Rock Creek, where some beautiful granite boulders awaited us and where the real fun of the weekend was about to begin:<\/p>\n

Saturday. Wedding Day! Hooray! Paul and I have been nominated to be in charge of the wedding flowers. After a few quick peeks at the boulders we embark upon our mission. We\u2019ve got 3 pairs of scissors and 3 bright orange Home Depot buckets of water. And I\u2019ll admit it: we are shamelessly psyched to chop every last wildflower down in the Eastern Sierra Nevada. Just for Linda and Jay.<\/p>\n

H o w e v e r. There\u2019s just one little teeeeeny tiiiiiny problem. NO flowers. Anywhere. We heard it had been a dry winter in Bishop, but here we stand at Rock Creek amongst the pines at 8500 feet, so there has to be SOME flowers SOMEWHERE, RIGHT?! No. None. Zip. Zilch.<\/p>\n

Paul and I quickly slip in to slight panic mode. We try heading up to higher elevation. Nothing. So we turn around and head down, hoping that we missed the meadows of wildflowers on the dark drive up the night prior. Nope. We\u2019re wrong. Again, nothing.<\/p>\n

Ok, panic mode is now elevating. Time for Plan B. We start hacking down sage. We start hacking down brown, dead stuff. We start tossing giant pine cones into the van. We\u2019re hoping, praying that this all might beautifully accent the one wildflower that we\u2019re BOUND to find. Somewhere! Anywhere?<\/p>\n

Nowhere.<\/p>\n

We descend back towards town and our spirits are low. \u201cThis ain\u2019t back East\u201d where the daffodils grow like weeds, thick clusters out of the mucky mud. This is the no kidding high desert in a drought. Brown, brown and more brown. We pull off to the side of the road and start hacking some bushes with little tiny pale yellow flowers. These will have to do. Paul and I get back in the van and take a look at our stash, trying to picture what a hacked bush branch lying next to a beautiful homemade wedding cake might look like. Natural. Yeah, natural. Yeah, it should look ok. Yeah. RIGHT.<\/p>\n

We\u2019re cruising now into the outskirts of town. I point out a stream over yonder in hopes that the green lushness around it might offer some wildflowers. We skirt the stream. No. Nope. None here. DAAAAMIT we yell to the cows in the pasture. We give up. Ok, let\u2019s head to town and drop these off. Time is starting to run short and we realize we ought to now be concerned with just getting to the wedding, let alone getting the flowers to the wedding.<\/p>\n

\u201cHold up! Stop the van!\u201d I scream while tapping frantically on the window toward a pasture full of cows. \u201cLOOK!\u201d<\/p>\n

The oasis AT LAST. An entire field filled with pretty purple and white lily sort-of-things with long lush green stems. Perrrrfect for the cake flowers.<\/p>\n

We hit the breaks and pull off to the side of the dirt road, the raging dust cloud engulfing us. Paul jumps out and sprints across the road. He hops the barbed-wire fence and bolts out into the field, dodging piles of manure and throngs of buzzing bees. The cows start moo\u2019ing loudly. Morgie and I keep watch, stealthily, from the van, prepped for a quick getaway in case a grouchy cowboy w\/ chaps and a shotgun rolls up on ma piece and starts questioning why my husband is out there crouched down amidst the manure in his field.<\/p>\n

Well, no cowboys today and these flowers are ours. Or shall I say, Linda and Jay\u2019s. \u201cWoohooo!!!!!!\u201d we yell, as we speed into town. Mission accomplished.<\/p>\n

The end of this wedding day found the bride and groom beaming bursting smiles among loving family and friends. Flowers or no flowers, nothing was going to spoil this day. Even so though, weddings always seem to have that special little magical way of working out just perfectly. Thank you, Linda and Jay, for letting us be part of the fun. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

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