We Went Fishing the Morning of Our Wedding

We decided a few weeks before the wedding to break some rules and see each other the morning of our wedding instead of waiting all day to see each other first later in the afternoon with people around. And it was one of the best decisions we made around our big day.

As we were bouncing back ideas on what we should do that morning, the only thing that really made sense for us to do was to go fishing. So we did! Caleb took me to the place he first asked me to go fishing - on our third date, and the one that really sealed the deal for me - and he worked so hard on trying to get his boat to cooperate all week leading up to that day. He had everything prepped and ready to go, surprising me with the boat in the water when I showed up. I fully thought we were going to fish off the bank of the creek, not on the boat since I knew it was such a chore to get the boat ready and out of the yard.

The one thing I had been praying for our wedding day weather was for no wind. I didn’t care if it was a 100 year flood like my parents wedding, or if it was sweltering hot. I just did not want the crazy wind that we had been seeing here in Kentucky. And it’s like God heard my prayer and reversed it. As soon as we got the boat on the water, the wind just howled through. The trees swayed back and forth. The water was ribbed on the surface from the force of the wind. We said we would go fishing so we stayed out.

The current and the wind fought each other and couldn’t decide on where to take us. We used the trolling motor - since the main motor was just being stubborn - to get us up past the main stretch of the creek.

After a few minutes of rocking back and forth and getting slapped in the face with the wind, we parked the boat on the bank where it was a little quieter and decided to read our private vows to each other. When we finished, we sat for a minute taking in what all was about to happen that day for us.

Even though it was too windy to really catch anything, we decided to at least try since we were there.

No luck. And after just a few casts, I managed to get 3 of the 4 lines stuck in the trees. I blame it all on the wind.

We moseyed on back to the dock and tried to embrace the wind as much as we could. It seemed to ramp up the more the day went on. As we pulled the boat up on to the trailer and out of the water, I think it set in for both of us that the next time we’d see each other we would be just an hour away from being husband and wife.