Jen + Donnie contacted me about photographing their wedding and accompanied their ceremony venue GPS coordinates with the email (turned out to be a giant rock in the middle of the bay.) They asked if I could swim (not very well, even less so with camera gear!) and if I had rubber boots to bring along (every good Maritimer has a pair of rubber boots in the trunk of their car!). When I arrived the morning of the wedding, the rock was just barely visible and mostly covered by water. With an hour to go before the ceremony, I was skeptical and didn’t have much trust in the tide receding, all the while making my plan B on how to get closer to the rock without drowning. Donnie however, had this timed out to the second complete with a full tactical team enlisted for their ceremony (Donnie knows tides).  Jen and her father were the last people to be brought to the rock by boat, and like Donnie said, the tide was out. I trudged/ran my way out to the rock almost losing my boots on each step as they were sucked into the ‘quicksand’. I’ve never run so much during a wedding ceremony and only paused/froze once while the neighbour’s dog followed me out to the rock and was about to shake muddy water all over me!