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 I can convince people to get all dressed up and go on a day after adventure. No stress. No timelines. Pure freedom.
When the guests all leave, the anniversary cake has been ate, when the years pass down the road; will you look back on your wedding and remember it as carefree and fun? Will you remember fondly the memories you made with your very best friends and family?
Hayley and Kai will.
They’ll look back and smile at the tiny cabin by the sea, breakfast cooked by Dad, the legion of dogs, a tiny ceremony near the beach, the Jigg’s Dinner at the Twillingate Masonic Temple and the drunken laughter of their nearest and dearest while they slow danced by a fire.
We were made to feel like family, these were our people.
Be true to yourself, especially on your wedding day.