Almira and Curtis’s Guide to an Incredible Do-It-Yourself North Vancouver Backyard Wedding Bash.
Step One: Start early overlooking the harbour, possibly at the Pinnacle Hotel, the view is insane.
Step Two: Add a few best friends, an upbeat playlist that will require dancing and a bit of nostalgia, dont forget a bit of coffee to get the buzz going – and the perfect combination of excited chaos will ensue.
Step Three: It’s time to get married! Make sure all your family arrives on time to your backyard. If you have a sewing studio turn it into a killer bar, bring a few flowers in, and set up a dance floor just big enough to fit everyone you love.
Step Four: Champange and snacks.
Step Five: Sneak away for a few photos just down the road. After all you are in North Vancouver where the mountains are epic, and rocks are photogenic without really having to try.
Step Six: Return to a first dance as the sun peaks into the tent at the perfect angle, then it is time to party!!
Almira and Curtis thank you a million times over for having me.
I arrived at Bodega Ridge on Friday afternoon to Pat lugging logs of wood to around on the top of ridge. It was a few hours before the rehearsal/welcome dinner, and the groomsmen were making an alter from scratch. I was sweating just watching them, and I’m sure my arrival was as good of an excuse as any on such a hot day to take a break. Morgan came to meet us, and together we took a quick tour of the place. I had been looking forward to Pat and Morgan’s wedding since I first met them in Vancouver six months before and as we walked the property, I could tell how excited both of them they were to get the weekend started. I couldn’t wait either – their wedding ceremony site overlooked the gulf islands, the dinner tent sat under a giant arbutus tree and the smell of fresh seafood was almost too much.
Morgan and Pat, like myself, are from the east living in the west. Their friends and family were slowly but surely rolling in from what seemed like every corner of Canada to Galiano Island; a remote gem of a place in the Gulf Islands of British Columbia. It took flights, rented cars, and even an overnight at the ferry terminal if I remember correctly to get everyone there. A bit of an effort, but for anyone that has travelled knows the effort of the journey make the destination all the more sweet, and the few days I spent with Morgan and Pat truly unforgettable.
It was a wedding for the ages, and I couldn’t be happier to share their wedding photos this morning.
From Squamish to Galiano Island, Victoria to Vancouver, and Manning Provincial Park. My first full summer wedding season in British Columbia has been better than I ever expected. It has been a few months of travel, photography, great couples, and ferry rides in one of the most beautiful areas of the world. Last summer I dreamt of shooting on the ocean and in the mountains and this summer it is a weekly occurrence.
I’m happy I’m only halfway through.
I’m excited to finally get my hand’s on a copy of Gestalten’s The Journey a fine art table book highlighting the extraordinarily scenic routes of train travellers across the globe. It is so awe inspiring to see my photos from a train journey through the Scottish Highlands so large, and alongside great European rain routes. It makes me want to travel again.
It was 5:30 in the morning when the sun crested over the mountains. We’d started up to Garibaldi lake the day before and then in the depths of the night after two hours of sleep we packed up camp and set off through bear country for quite literally what felt like the top of the world. The Black Tusk.
The view was so ridiculous, and water so fresh we drank from the stream. We danced on the summit; exhausted, and freezing. Brian brewed some coffee with the last of our camping fuel, and with wet feet from the last of this year’s snow we headed down on a high.