I was born in Idaho in the early 80s, the youngest of seven children. I grew up on a dairy farm on the outskirts of a town with no grocery store, gas station or really anything of convenience. My summers were spent shoveling cow sh**, moving sprinkler pipe (or at least attempting to move sprinkler pipe) and attending cheer camp in High School. In my family, traveling was not really easy to do with my father’s second family, aka the cows, so for us, hopping in the family station wagon and going anywhere at all was considered “travelling”. Aside from heading to the pool in Lava Hot Springs or driving an hour to Utah to see my grandparents, we weren’t a very adventurous family.
The adventurous Mel really started to manifest when I decided to leave the hustle and bustle of farm life and move to the big city. I moved to Utah in 1999 at the age of 18 and my brother got me a job washing cars at a car dealership, where I met Jeron. After a year of “should we or shouldn’t we?”, we fell in love and I gained an instant family; which it didn’t take long for us to add to.