Without further adieu....Kendon!
AKA: HOT BABE!
(It's Valentines Day Okay?!?!! I can be sappy.)
Kendon’s view of our first date goes something like this. (Now remember that I am a man and our memories aren’t as clear as the women, so I probably don’t … ok I don’t remember what she was wearing).
As I am walking up to the door I wonder what she looks like, if we will get along, IF there will be a second date.
Well, I get to the door and ring the door bell.
A shorter than I thought, yet pretty fair looking girl who I at first glance thought was Lisa-Marie answered the door. She (later to find out was Camilla) says, “You must be Kendon”. Camilla yells for Lisa-Marie. I wasn’t that nervous since we have talked through email and on the phone several times throughout the summer. Lisa came into the living room and my first impression of her was "WOW! What a cute 1st redhead." (never dated a redhead before).
We exchanged hellos and put her mountain bike on the pickup in the bike carrier. We sat inside the pickup discussing where to eat and decided to pick up a sandwich from Millhollow. We got them to go and decided to eat them on our mountain bike ride.
On our ride to the Ashton Hill I don’t think that there was any awkward silence that happens so often on those “1st dates”. We, at least I, enjoyed the company. But one thing befuddled me…."why would a girl wear makeup and perfume on a mountain bike date??" I guess she dressed to impress.
We arrived at Anderson Mill Rd. atop the Ashton Hill and unloaded the bikes and started our ride. We talked a little as we rode and finally at the end before we turned back we found a nice little meadow and had a lunch and great conversation, I think. I do remember thinking, "maybe I will ask this gal out again."
We started the trip back to the pickup and still talked a little. Just before we got to the pickup there was a pretty steep hill for the last quarter mile or so. I told Lisa that I will go ahead and get the pickup and come back to get her. I rode on and got to the pick up and loaded my bike. When I turned around I couldn’t believe what I saw…. There she was huffing and puffing, but she made it to the pickup before I could even get in and start driving. I thought to myself, “Wow, what a girl. She can hold her own on a mountain bike, IMPRESSIVE. I could get to like a girl like this.”
And I, could get to like a boy like THIS!
I loaded her bike and we started back to Rexburg when I asked if she would like to stop and get an ice cream cone. She said ok and so we stopped at Dave’s Grocery and got the ice cream. We finished the drive back to Rexburg. We parked in front of Lisa’s house and talked for who knows how long, but I do remember seeing the curtains kept moving in the living room…..WE WERE BEING SPIED ON. We talked and talked (now remember I am a guy so don’t ask me what we talked about. All I know is that I was smitten by my redheaded date. After we had talked for a while we said our goodbyes and I left… For all you romantics out there, there was no kissing, just a hug or two. I didn’t think she wanted to kiss…huh Lisa. Ha,ha,ha….this would be another story altogether.
This is one of the VERY few pictures I have from the beginning of our courtship. ICK. But it's for posterity.
So later that week myself and a few close friends were heading off to Quebec, Canada to go on a caribou hunt, and so there wasn’t much communication between Lisa and myself for two weeks or so.
She will tell of the boy she met AND kissed while I was away...
Disclaimer: If there is anything that conflicts with what Lisa-Marie thinks, she is probably more right than I.