My 25th Birthday

I have to admit, I wasn’t overly excited about turning 25. Quite the opposite, in fact. For as long as I can remember – because somebody told me so – 25 is the age I’ve associated with slowing metabolism and ageing skin. It’s all very dramatic. In the end, though, my friend Gary said “What’s so bad about turning 25? You’ve got good friends, you don’t have a broken heart, and you’re in good shape”, and he was absolutely right.

I thought long and hard about how I wanted to celebrate my birthday; go-karting? Ice cream? My favourite meal of mashed potatos with mashed potatos and mashed potatos? In the end I settled on a road trip, because I love nothing more than exploring with my camera. So we filled the tank with petrol, put The Beatles on repeat, bought a ton of sugary foods and headed to Fort Augustus in the Scottish Highlands. Magic.

 
 

4 Comments

  1. Ross Barrett says:

    Some really beautiful shots, especially considering it looks to be a miserable day. A bit heavy on the tilt-shift, but otherwise always a pleasure looking through your snaps.

    Keep up the good work.

  2. Guada says:

    Great way to spend your birthday! Beautiful shots, although I agree with Ross about the tilt-shift. I’m looking forward to your next post! =)

  3. Juliet Faith says:

    Picture #23 was my favorite. They were all great to be truthful. You are a fantastic photographer and I am loving going through your photos. 🙂

  4. Lets do ‘up north again’ but when it’s not raining.

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