Married on a Mountain?

Allow me to introduce the man who sang me a song, did a dance and appeared to marry me on top of Gahr. We didn't expect to run into a group of shepherds with loads of goats. I have no idea what he was doing while singing and motioning around my head, but we can only guess he was attempting to trade me for about 10 of his goats upon meeting us on top of this mountain. We decided to celebrate our union with a very serious picture as he wanted me to stop laughing after pulling my hat off my head. This was about the only thing I understood, beside his fascination with my unveiled head. This is the last part of the trail to the top, slightly dangerous. As you can see, the marines went for a serious work out and wore ALL their gear, adding about 50-60 pounds. This was the bet part of the hike... as some of you know, I'm not really a fan of climbing mountains, and would have likely turned back but continued on in hopes of losing my 'husband' who was following us up...
I'm not sure what a shelter is doing so far up there. Maybe for the shepherds, a strategic military type position, super sweet fort? I don't know.

It was an awesome break from working, and tiring. 97 degrees in all these clothes gets intense. Jill will be happy to hear, I did not quit though.

heart forever, Mrs. Abdul.