I met up with Brianne and Giovanni last week on Squirrel Island which is just east of the Sault. Brianne’s parents have a camp on the island which is only accessible by boat; the one side of the island have camps that are inhabitable and the other side features a number of abandoned buildings. I knew of the abandoned buildings as friend and often times second shooter Bryan visited the island a couple of years back so I suggested making our way toward them. To navigate the island we had access to a 4-wheeler; when asked if I have ever driven one before I informed them that I was only on one one other time before on an engagement shoot and I rolled it; this got me put into the trailer. It was fun exploring the island for the first time as I didn’t know what we would come up on and what we would have available to shoot etc; we found an old abandoned truck in the bush (always fun) and then there were the abandoned buildings. Bri had no intention of going in any of the camps, even more so after I stepped on one of the decks and it collapsed. I eventually found my way inside a camp and Giovanni followed, Bri now had no choice but to join us; and then creepy oven was born! If I’m being honest I thought something was going to jump out of the oven at us when I opened the door, but nothing did so we were safe. They were both great sports about it and humoured me to get the shots.
Thanks for the fun night out guys and I’ll see you next week for the big day!
Some people think the life of a photographer is all glitz and glam and party time but some of the things we go through just to get out there and get the shot is above and beyond the call of duty or maybe it’s just me who gets put in these situations. Anyway below is a shot of me in my “baby trailer” which we started calling it midway through the shoot, I guess if it’s good enough to haul wood it’s good enough to haul Curt. And no I didn’t just jump in the trailer back at camp to pretend that’s how I got around the island, that is how I got around the island.