We were looking forward to this one for a long time. Jess and Chad’s destination wedding in St. John. Not only did I have the pleasure of shooting their wedding on a beautiful beach in the Caribbean, but we were able to enjoy an awesome vacation with great friends too.
It was an incredible week of relaxing on the perfect sandy beaches, snorkling in the crystal clear blue-green water, sailing on the Kekoa, and drinking lots of BBC’s and pain killers.
Thank you to the Wile family for showing us such a good time. Congratulations to Jess & Chad!
Forgotten only in the sense that I had forgotten I had more Santa Cruz photos to edit from my trip out there in November for Aili & Rob's Wedding. Santa Cruz is a great little beach town if you ever have a chance to visit. These were taken right around Thanksgiving meaning the loads of tourists were non-existent, which was great.
This is the kind of stuff I love to do. Traveling and sharing photos. Maybe someday I’ll learn to write better, Jenny Gavin and I will sell everything we own and make a living traveling the world. Better yet, Jenny can do the writing and I’ll do the photography. Gavin can just be Gavin.
I’ve been slacking a ton lately, sorry. December has been a crazy busy month. From “real work” being busy, to weekends full of family shoots and holiday/reunion parties, to Christmas and new baby nephews being born. Needless to say it’s been a bit tough to focus on post production work. So this is my attempt to get back into it and catch up a bit.
Last month, over Thanksgiving, Jenny and I had the opportunity to travel out to California to attend (and for me to shoot) an old family friends wedding in Santa Cruz. (Such an awesome time. Those photos to come sometime next month). Trying to make the most out of the trip, we flew into San Francisco to explore a city neither of us have experienced much before.
My biggest surprise was how similar San Fran really is to Boston. It has the same feeling/vibe to it in a lot of ways. We were only there for a couple of days so we went the touristy route, which meant mostly just Alcatraz and cable cars for us.
It wasn’t the most productive or creative trip photographically speaking, but we had a lot of fun. Here are a few from the trip:
Here it is, the last post of my pseudo-documentary of Camp Wulamat 2011. Hope you enjoyed. I’m leaving it off with a place called Scultured Rocks, a place we’ve gone to jump off the rocks for as long as I can remember. It’s way out in the middle of nowhere…a little past ma and pa Kettles house.
I’ve wanted to get some good pictures of this place for a long time, so I got up nice and early and managed to have the whole place to myself for a while. For the rest of the album, see bottom:
Then later on I came back with the whole crew. Here’s Kenny showing off his diving skills:
For the rest of the scenic photos of Sculptured Rocks click HERE.
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For the rest of the people photos of Sculptured Rocks click HERE.
It’s Monday night and you know what that means…time for the dance. You see, every Monday night at the CW rec hall there’s a dance. Every Wednesday there’s Bingo. And finally every Friday night there’s a big bon-fire.
It may sound pretty cheesy to the outside world, but it’s a good time for all us campers. It’s funny to see the kids get all excited and dressed up for the big dance.
So it’s run by the B-Boys, the young guys who stay for the summer and do all the “work”. No doubt, I’m sure the dance is actually one of their favorite parts considering they have new teenage girls falling over them each week of the summer:
There’s everything from the limbo to slow dances with the dimmed down lights:
But the big dance of the night is the kids “Virginia Reel”. Jake was ripping it up on the dancefloor all night long:
I just loved this pic when I saw it. Maybe it’s something about the generations. 4 generations of my family in this pic, just hanging at the dance. Plus I think all of the photos on the wall of past generations makes it that much better:
And I can’t get by without showing a little bit of Bingo. BIG money is won with these games. You may win $1.25 AND a piece of candy in any one round:
For the rest of this album click HERE.
For the rest of the Wulamat posts so far, see below.One more coming.
More to come…
One of the great things about Wulamat is the people that you meet. I feel like I’ve known Sarah and Mark my whole life. In a way, I’ve grown up with them at camp.
Over the years, Sarah and Mark have had their share of “camp loves”. We’ve even had discussions on who was the bigger player. *CoughmarkCough* So they’ve known each other a long time, but it wasn’t until a fateful night after camp when I had a little party at my house when things changed. Mark might have had a little too much to drink and Sarah decided she needed to drive him home. Well something sparked that night which eventually led to them falling in love. SO, of course to this day I take 100% credit for these two being united. The true camp love. They even got married at CW, it being one of the funnest weddings I’ve ever been to. And now they have themselves a perfect little family.
How awesome is this first one?
Little Tyler was a trooper this day, sticking with us even with a high temperature:
The showers at camp. Boys on the left, girls on the right:
And I can’t forget about one of the other Nolan clans, Brian and Tammy with their growing family:
For more from this album, click HERE.
Next up, I’m thinking the big dance.
More to come…
Usually I’ll just do one post and I’m done, but with so many NH photos I decided to split it out into different parts. If you missed Part 1, the intro to CW, it’s right HERE.
This one is focused more on my family since we pretty much take over half the camp for a week each summer. I was going to keep them in suspense and not post another till tomorrow, but I caved in. I also had trouble narrowing these ones down, but I ended just picking a few at random. Lots more in the album link below.
Wulamat is all about the families and traditions of going each summer. Everyone looks out for each other and the kids can run free. We all grew up together at camp and now my generation is all getting married and having kids of their own. As much as I like seeing how I can improve on my photography each year, it’s even better to see how the families grow. Each year we have more and more. And next year won’t be any different…
For the rest of this album, which is pretty big, click HERE.
More to come…
Here it is…the long awaited and anticipated Wulamat vacation photos! At least long awaited and anticipated for a few people out there. I’m still going to make them wait for more while doing a multi-part blog about it. But here’s the start. I wanted to give the rest of the people out there an idea of this place we all love and look forward to every summer. Camp Wulamat. So a little background…
Camp Wulamat, (pronounced Wah-lah-met with the emphasis on the lah), has been around now since about 1927. Long story short, it was once a boys camp that was turned into a family camp. It’s 28 small wooden cabins, most of which do not have ovens or hot water and all named after rivers and mountains around NH. It’s the type of place where everyone knows each other. The same people rent the same cabins on the same weeks of every summer.
My own family’s story of Camp Wulamat is a very cool one. Around June 25, 1949 my grandparents, James and Shirley Finn, needed a place to stay on their honeymoon. That’s when they discovered Camp Wulamat where they were given a cabin named ‘Director’ right on the shore. Years later, in 1956 they rediscovered Wulamat through some family friends. Flash forward to 2011 and my mother hasn’t missed a summer in 55 years. My own streak is only a measly 31 years. The kicker is that we even still stay in the same cabin, Director.
It’s a very rare place these days. It’s a place that means more to the people that go every summer than I can describe. So instead of me rambling on any more in my long winded intro, back to the photos.
This blog post, and the next few, is my way of documenting the story of Camp Wulamat.
Our view from the porch:
The Rec Hall, filled with old photos, memorabilia from the boys camp days, 4th grader essays on Wulamat (which this now feels like), and photos of campers who’ve gotten married here (including two good friends of mine):
The Store, which is the highlight of the day for every kid in the camp. Opens at 3:00 every afternoon selling candy, ice cream and sodas. Believe it or not, when I was a kid this used to also open at 10 am, selling the same things:
So that’s the scenery of Camp Wulamat. I used a little bit of a different style with these shots this year, trying to top the hundreds of photos I get every year. This post will be followed up with some people/family, the big dance and bingo, and a trip over to Sculptured Rocks.
Hope you enjoy. For the rest of this album, click HERE.
If interested in any prints, just let me know.
More to come…