The first thing that you should know about me if we’re going to be BFFs is that I LOVE to travel. I love to take my camera and shoot like crazy while I’m on vacation. I don’t shoot a lot for “fun” when I’m at home, so it’s always an opportunity for me to stretch my creative wings and take images that I don’t often have a chance to. I get home and download all of my images… and then they sit on my hard drive. If I’m lucky, I import them to Lightroom and browse through the RAW files a bit. But that’s it. These gorgeous images of my travels stay locked in pixels, forgotten. This is going to be the first in a series of posts that I am committed to making about my travels. I have images dating back years that have never seen the light of day: I travelled solo through southern Georgia (the US state), I’ve been to the Grand Canyon twice (once on rafting trip down the Colorado River through the Canyon itself), I’ve been to the Nevada desert, to Mexico, to Seattle, and taken a trip down the Oregon Coast to Northern California. I am hungry to relive these journeys and by sharing them I will have a chance to. I’ve decided that these will go up in no particular order… not by when the trips happened, or alphabetically (which is generally my favourite way to organize things – movies, music, books – it drives Clint crazy!). I’ve decided to start with my solo trip through upstate New York that took place in October of 2013.
The second thing you should know about me is relevant in these images from the first part of my trip. I am a bit of a genealogy buff and found that my great-great-great grandfather immigrated to the US from England and ending up farming just outside of Theresa, NY. He is buried there, in a family graveyard on what was the homestead. Going on some random information that I found online (with absolutely no idea if it was accurate or where I going) I put the coordinates that I had, which was really just an intersection of two country roads, into my GPS and hoped for the best. When I arrived at the destination, there appeared to be nothing there… the old house is completely gone except for a bit of rubble from the old foundation. But after a bit of investigating I found the small plot with 4 gravestones (my GGGGrandfather Joseph Golby, two young children, and a final unmarked grave that probably belongs to my great-great-great Grandmother Elizabeth Hemenway ). It was a really peaceful, humbling moment. I love putting the pieces of where I came from together.
The rest of that day’s journey took me south and east through the Adirondacks to Lake George where I will pick up in Part 2. 😀
redwagon photography is an Edmonton photographer specializing in organic, natural light Family, Newborn, Maternity, Child, and Baby Photography in Edmonton, Alberta and surrounding areas including but not limited to Stony Plain, St. Albert, Leduc, Spruce Grove, Sherwood Park and Barrhead.