We drove two hours after finishing the previous wedding and set up our tent by lantern light to arrive in time for the most wonderful weekend.
A camping adventure.
In the park where they met, so long ago.
Promises by the ocean.
The salt sea breeze of the warm summer night lingering, as they danced under the stars.
I’m bad at blogging, I’ll be the first to admit it. We’ve shot some rad weddings that are begging to be shared.
I often crave a nap by the ocean after a long drive, and we frequently venture far enough off the highway to make one happen in Port Rexton.
The drive for the nap is worth it though, after the chocolates in Trinity, the Sandwich from Two Whales and of course, the cold one from The Brewery. Lying on the beach, with the cool breeze blowing the taste of salt onto your lips and the rocks, warm from the heat, pressing against your back – you hope the moment never ends.
That’s what shooting this wedding felt like.
Sometimes, he helps her into the dress.
Sometimes, it’s balmy and breezeless during the month of February in Newfoundland.
Sometimes, instead of an officiant – you can have a song.
But you should always, be true to yourselves.
Shooting another photographer’s wedding is nothing short of an honor, especially when that photographer is the one and only Aamie Gillam. She’s my soul sister, no doubt.
Sometimes a big festival wedding and celebration with you being the center of attention for three hundred people isn’t everyones cup of tea. Jon and Rhonda had never been to Newfoundland together, but thought it would be the most perfect location for them to escape and take the plunge. They had decided with the help of their close friends, they were going to elope on this beautiful rock of ours. I offered up a few locations for a ceremony location, and the moment they saw Fort Amherst they thought ‘Why not get married in old fort ruins on the side of a cliff?’ and it was done.