Moments in Time

Have you ever been to a place where time just seems to stop around you, and you think wow?

A few years ago I was fortunate enough to be backpacking around europe, the concept was to have no plans, no places & just see where it goes.

I made it to Interlaken, Switzerland.

2011-04-03 at 09-13-50From the moment that I arrived I knew something was special about this place, the crisp weather, the cool and clear air mixed with the happy nature of the locals. This town is like no other, it was made for adventure; whatever your choice of getting an adrenalin fix is they are sure to have it.

I was lucky enough to be going skydiving over the Alps from a helicopter, one of the most nerve-racking experiences but most exhilarating experiences of my life. Like most things the hardest part was having faith that everything will be okay and just take that first step. I never looked back (partly because you’re rushing towards the earth at mind-blowing speeds!).

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If there is one thing I take from that trip it’s that things will be okay. There are people supporting you along the way, they aren’t always visible to you but I think that is often because you are looking for them.

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Back to that moment, on my last night I went for a run, it was a habit & a goal of mine to make sure I go for a run in every city I have been to. It is something mind-blowing to me being about to go for a run in often very picturesque places or even around major landmarks that are ingrained in the history of modern society such as around the Berlin Wall or even around 2000 year old castles. I digress, I went for a run that afternoon, it was one of the few times I hadn’t taken my camera with me, not even my phone at the time. I stumbled across the most picturesque lake I have ever seen, it was a turquoise blue & rather cold, around 10°C. There were beautiful smoothed stones in and around the lake. It was the afternoon so the sun was beginning to set, a beautiful orange glow just peeking through the mountains and onto the lake.

In that moment time stopped for me, everything seemed to make sense, what I was doing, where I was going and how I was going to do it.

Like many good things the moment had to end as the sun had disappeared and it was hitting 3-4°C by that stage, I found some of the small rocks and bottled some of the water. To this day I always have those rocks with me when I am shooting.