After much contemplation earlier in the year we–my parents and two brothers–finally decided that the end of July would be the best time to have the folks finally see the city(ies) that has so captivated me(/us) for the last four years. Completing a week-long trip out to Grandby, CO to see Camp Chief Ouray (where Stephen works as assistant director in the summer), the dynamic parental duo boarded a plane and were whisked away to the uncharacteristically sunny skies of Seattle, WA.
Tired but in good spirits, Mom and Dad were greeted at the airport by Kevin while I was finished up my last Wenatchee river guiding trip of the season in Leavenworth, a few hours away. We decided to celebrate the start of their west coast vacation at Razzis Pizza, and then headed home to get to sleep for midnight and prepare for the morning.
The race was on.