I very briefly touched on our engagement in my Iceland Travel Diary post a few months back, but never really explained how it happened. We just got our lakeside engagement photos back this morning (a HUGE thanks to Lula of Connect Photography– she is the absolute nicest ever and clearly takes stunning photos!) and I figured it was the perfect time to share how the proposal happened!
We have been together for nearly eight years, so I was completely surprised when Cole proposed because I was just so accustomed to the way things were (though it was no secret that I definitely wanted to get married at some point, haha).
Just to start at the veeeery beginning of this story… Cole almost forgot to bring the ring to Iceland, haha. We left the house for the airport and got maybe five minutes away before he started to panic that he had forgotten his rain jacket. We figured we were very likely going to get a decent amount of rain during our trip because of the time year, so we turned around so he could run back in the house to find his rain jacket. I learned later on that he had his rain jacket the whole time, it was the ring he’d almost forgotten!
Fast forward to a few days into our trip… we had gone on a really awesome volcano hike during the day with GoEcco (which I still need to write a post about because that was definitely a highlight of our trip), and on our way home that night, we got our first glimpse of the Northern Lights. We were surrounded by tons of other people pulling over at this one spot on the highway to see them as well, and Cole had mentioned something about how he wished it was just us getting to see them. I didn’t think anything of it other than agree with how cool it would’ve been to have the whole sky lit up just for us.
The next morning, we were off on the first day of what would be an 11 day road trip all around the perimeter of Iceland. While we drove, I did some Googling to learn how to take better photos of the Northern Lights in hopes that we would see them again, because my attempt the night before had been nothing but a green blur.
We were on such a high after that first day- it had been so good! We got to visit a couple tiny fishing villages with really neat rock formations along their shoreline, see big seals, and climb up a crater. We ended up parking at a campground in a tiny seaside town called Grundarfjörður for the night (yes, I had to copy and paste that town name from Google and no, don’t ask me how to pronounce it, hahaha).
That evening, we got super lucky and the Northern Lights were out again. I felt a little more prepared this time and busted out my camera to try to get a semi-decent shot of them. After a while of trying to get a good photo, it started to rain a bit.
Just as I was about to get back into the van to get comfy for the night, Cole suggested we go up to this little wooden platform on the top of a hill beside the campground to see if we could see the Northern Lights better from there. I, being the big baby I am, didn’t want to go out in the rain and thought we should just watch them from our camper. He insisted we go, so I was like “okay, fine” and put on my rain jacket and followed him up the hill.
I won’t go into all of the tiny details because I feel like they’re special and should be just for Cole and I, but up on that platform, he got down on one knee and proposed. It was legitimately one of the very best moments of my entire life! I’ve known since the very early days of our relationship that he was who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and I couldn’t be more happy and excited for that to be official!