How I met Daniella? She picked me up from my home and we immediately went to go shoot at sunrise during the last days of summer. How we came to talking in the days or weeks before we met? I actually can’t remember. All I recall is texting her, and the original plan. A spontaneous decision to say “fuck it.” and drive to Banff that very second… but after calculating that it’d be about a 9-hour drive each way, our spontaneity ran into a scheduling conflict. So we settled for sunrise just outside a provincial park 30 minutes from where we lived. Close enough, right?
The morning still felt like sweet escape. The “don’t look back” road trip we had hoped for, but never got (and still haven’t). Focus on the journey and not the destination though, right? Adventure is adventure, whether it’s 30 minutes from home, or 540.