Before visiting, I immediately thought “wild,” and “isolated.” Tasmania felt as far away as one American could possibly travel — the furthest corner of the earth. Images of thick vegetation covering the island cycled through mind. Tasmanian devils running wild. Never did I dream this place of unkown and mystique would be in my travel plans.
As I flew into the southern port city of Hobart, Tasmania, making my way to meet Megan & Josh for an epic photo shoot, I looked out the airplane windows thinking, “Wow, this actually looks a like like Wyoming.” Vast fields of tall, yellow grass, hillsides covered in green shrubs. After picking up my rental car, I set out on one of Australia’s greatest road trips: the Great Eastern Drive. The highway ran up through Tasmania’s wine country, and alongside some of the whitest, sandiest beaches I’ve ever seen. The Tasman sea sparkled in every shade of blue. Wallabies perched on the side of the road, cheering me on as the sun set. That evening I arrived in a small town called Binalong Bay, in the heart of the Bay of Fires Conservation area — the entire coast line of this area is littered with giant rocks, covered in firey orange lichen. Definitely worth watching this BRILLIANT less-than-two-minute video to get a sense for the adventure. It’s so perfectly Tassie and encapsulates my entire drive to the T.
The next day involved sleeping off my jet lag, sadly missing photography opportunities at sunrise. After a few cups of coffee on the front porch of my Air BnB I set out to scout the coast for Megan & Josh’s couples shoot that evening.
I’ll never forget stumbling upon a deserted white sand beach, toes in the soft sand, gazing southeast, wondering where the ocean ended. I drove through camping areas and climbed lichen-covered rocks, got lost on back country dirt roads, stumbled into a winery owned by a member of the Tasmanian parliment, and partook in my first ever cheese tasting at a middle of nowhere café.
I even had a few Iona moments. Having driven as far as the Tasmanian pavement could take me, I parked my car on the edge of a cliff — a cliff that felt like the end of the world. Tears streamed down my face as I savored the desolation, ocean views, and firey rocks below and thought about God’s soverignty, his acute awareness of the happenings so far away, amidst every inch of this planet.
That evening, I met up with Megan & Josh at their Air BnB, overlooking Binalong Bay. We sorted through a couple of outfits and then piled into one car and set out to chase the sunset, along a few places I’d scouted earlier in the day.
Megan & Josh are approaching their third wedding anniversary this June. They’ve been together for nearly a decade adventuring all over this world. Their most recent trips include beer hall hopping through Germany, touring China & Hong Kong, and couch surfing across the United States, from coast to coast.
There is no doubt that Megan & Josh are Undeniabily Adventurous. What I love about them is that the adventure and wanderlust in their hearts didn’t retire when they had their first child six months ago. Not in the slightest. In fact, they used the last month of Megan’s maternity leave to take their new family to Australia.
In Megan’s words, “This trip is for us to be ‘us,’ even though our family is growing. Especially for me, to know that we can still do those things we did as a couple — the things that made us ‘us’ still make us ‘us.’ Both the couple-us and the new-family-of-three-us.”
Josh & Megan, thank you for allowing me to come alongside you and capture this new phase of your life, and partake in the celebration of you. What an adventure it was – I’ll never forget my first and only Tasmanian devil sighting with you, the blanketing purple sunsets, nor the exuberance for Life we felt, amidst the remote backdrops. Thank you for believing in love, adventure, and the value of having it all documented.
With joy & love,