Last month, I photographed Sara and Dan's wedding in the Tahoe National forest. If you've never been there, I recommend you pack your camping gear, and head out there. Really beautiful. And, apparently, you can hunt stuff as indicated by the crack of gunshots I overheard nearby.
If you remember, there was a fire up there in them hills during that wedding weekend. In retrospect, I probably should've been more concerned about that, but I was more worried about SD cards, lenses, and batteries rather than burning to death in a fiery inferno. Thinking about it now, I must be blissfully ignorant, plainly stupid, or a focused professional. Or melodramatic.
We booked this wedding pretty much within a couple of weeks. Sara had contacted me a while back, and I failed in getting things all taken care of at that time. Months had passed, and we barely talked. I felt like a noob and a failure. But, Sara was gracious and decided to go with me, in spite of my failure to treat her like a real client, and for that, I am grateful. Sometimes, you just roll with it, and this time, I'm glad I did.
It's funny. Within the last couple years, I've been to quite a few weddings, but none like Sara and Dan's. They are all fun and beautiful in their own right, but this wedding just felt different. It was really down-to-earth, and it sort of felt like I was on this camping trip that happened to have a wedding ceremony there. We were surrounded by tents and campers. Coolers and trash bags. Bug traps and beer pong. It didn't really feel like the wedding was the thing. The thing was Sara and Dan, and all the people coming together to be a part of it. It's hard to quantify these things, but it just felt less manufactured, and more organic. Oh, and a pizza oven. Brides. Pizza ovens are amazing. Second to maybe a donut machine...
So, in between impromptu hopscotch and other tomfoolery, we slipped out to the lake and took some shots. The hike was perilous, but Sara performed like a champ and walked most of it barefoot, pulling her dress up, and didn't complain at all. I got to talking with Dan, and he couldn't stop thanking me for being out there. I had to remind him that they hired me to be there. He still couldn't stop thanking me. Dan's a cool dude.
I'll wrap this up by expressing my gratitude towards Sara and Dan. Thanks for having me. You guys were a joy to photograph, and it was a great experience. Sara, judging by the great hugs that Dan gives (Dan is huge, by the way, and he was not shy about giving me a good squeeze at the end of the night), I can say your'e in good hands. Best of luck to you both.