"Work" Trip numero dos
After my stint in SF, I arrive in Vancouver, BC excited to have a few days to myself before my second trip officially starts. I made plans to shoot and enjoy the much more temperate weather but LOW AND BEHOLD MY BODY BETRAYS ME.
I got sick and the most annoying type of sick. Not the "oh man, I might need to go to the hospital" sick, but the "Well I feel good enough to eat this soup from subway, but not good enough to do anything else" kind. Luckily of my three days in Vancouver, it only took up two, so I was able to shoot with the ever awesome Bella Bucchiotti.
Canada in "Summer"
It honestly felt like home (weather wise) except people were nicer. We drove to a spot I cant remember, but it was halfway between Vancouver and Whistler.
If I remember correctly, it was like warm enought that I didnt need the longsleeve that I was wearing that day, but cool enough that I wasnt dying.
They don't have proper beaches though so SUCK IT CANADA
After a lovely day shooting, I got some much needed shut eye and started trip two.
The folowing morning we gathered round the van that would be home for the next two weeks and did our silly introductions of name, where we're from, and what your superpower would be. Everyone was all "Flying!", "Be Invisible!" but I said to freeze time so I could sleep more BECAUSE I'M NOT AN AMATEUR.
Anywho, we depart from Vancouver and head off to stop one: Whistler.
Whistler, for those who don't know ladies and gents, hosted the 2010 Winter Olympics and is a hub of attractive ass athletic people. Its the Colorado Springs of Canada basically. This trip also had a bit of a different dynamic, where we had another group from the same company join us for basically the entire trip.
US
THEM
Night one is also where I found out that APPARENTLY IM A DELICACY TO MOSQUITOES.
But day two was my introduction to Canada. The group gets to do whatever they want in Whistler, which for me meant getting as high as I could (ALTITUDE WISE CHILL)
pffft whatever its just a mountain
I N U K S H U K
This what greets you on top of Whistler, a statue made for the 2010 olympics crafted after the Inuit made landmarks of the past. Makes for a hell of a photo op as well.
View going down back to civilization
So Whistler was a great introduction to Canada.
We left whistler after two nights there and went off to our next stop: Wells Gray.
Our first introduction to this park was a blind conga line led by our guide Stacey to our first proper waterfall.
Not Pictured: Mosquitoes going to freaking town
The hype didnt dissapoint
The great thing about visiting during this time of year was that it was during peak snowmelt so every waterfall we came across was PUMPING with a huge amount of water, so that was neat.
We were able to stay in Wells Gray in some nifty cabins and enjoy a proper campfire
WEENIES
B R E K K I E
It was the first proper time that our groups mingled and it was reminiscent of a high school dance where each group were on opposite sides of the campsite until our guides (chaperones) initiated a mingle sesh around the fire (the alcohol helped).
The next morning was time for hike to another waterfall, but this time we could get a little closer.
Okay, PRETTY close
DA CREW
After the brief stint in Wells Gray, we were off to Jasper National Park for the picture that is now my screen saver.
This isnt it, this was just a random lake we stopped at for lunch. Yes, we did swim, no I didnt have a towel.
THIS is my current desktop background
Jasper is also home to where Robin said "Yeah I can ride a mountain bike 13 miles without a problem", HA no I can't. It was up and around a mountain but since I'm an idiot I just took the bike and went. Half the time biking was spent making sure I was on the wrong trail (my phone didn't have service in Canada so I did it old school), while the other half was making as much noise as possible to scare any bears away since we were in BLACK BEAR AND GRIZZLY COUNTRY.
PROOF (captured from the saftey of inside our van)
And as we spent our last night in Jasper, the next day we were off to Alberta, and more importantly Banff National Park, where photographers dreams are made (continued in my next post :D)
As always, thanks for reading!