This is 2003. The year Chris and I graduated from college and moved to Anchorage for the summer before embarking on our European backpacking adventure.
Alex was in junior high yet still beating Megan and I in races down the driveway. That was also the year that I nearly killed Katie (the dog) on a forced march through Hilltop park.
A small grizzly ran through the front yard and I had my first real moose encounter when a mama and her babies hung around the neighborhood for a few weeks.
But most of all, when I look through these pictures, I think: Man, we look young!