I can’t tell you how much we love being asked to photograph a wedding in Salcombe. Well, OK then, I’ll give it my best shot…
Steeped in maritime history from the honest vocations of fishing, boat building and general seafaring, to the not so honest smuggling, and downright exciting piracy, Salcombe is a beautiful seaside town that seems to be made from a magic, concentrated mix of all that makes Devon so very, well, Devon!
Nowadays, Salcombe is most famous for quite simply being a stunning coastal location with a smorgasbord of pristine white sandy beaches and a bustling sailing community. I should know, it’s where my past sailing career was launched and nurtured, so whenever we get asked to photograph in Salcombe, I get stupendously excited. It always feels like going home. Imagine how it felt, then, to arrive with Hamish and his groomsmen, only to discover that I went to university with half of them! It felt a lot like I’d been transported back in time, and that could only mean one thing – we were going to have a lot of fun!
I knew this lot, I knew how crazy things were likely to get as the day wore on. I knew drinking games would be a definite, heckling during the speeches would be a given, and that the probability somebody would end up drinking from their shoe, was very high.
Given both Sadie and Hamish are professionals within the sailing world, it was only right that Hamish’s day would start in the Yacht Club, with him leaping on to, and throwing himself off of the bar, face first (I know, us Devon sailing folk have some funny rituals. Must be all the sea air and rum.). A risky business on any normal day, but particularly so right before your own wedding ceremony. Having escaped breaking any bones, the groom and his entourage made their way through the streets and the pouring rain, to the church, where they eagerly awaited the arrival of the beautiful Sadie, who was being driven to the ceremony in a classic, pink wooden dinghy by her beamingly proud Dad.
Despite the wonderful Devon weather, the confetti rained down as the happy couple made their way through a tunnel of cheerful umbrellas and climbed into the frighteningly rare vintage Bentley to be whisked through the lanes and back to the boats. I use the term ‘frighteningly’ from the viewpoint of us two photographers with heavy cameras dangling from our waists!
As the guests settled into the celebrations at the spectacular private venue, complete with its own perfect private beach, it seemed like the ideal opportunity for Sadie and Hamish to sneak off for not just one, but two boat trips around the picturesque estuary for a spot of the usual post wedding boat trip photography, followed by a stroll on the beach in the much welcomed sunshine.
Finally the time came to walk away from the sea and head up to enjoy the wedding breakfast, drinking games and heckled speeches on (nearly) dry land, finishing off in true pirate style with a party in the boat shed that echoed off all sides of the estuary.
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