Made it to Maine

It's been a solid month since we set sail on this new adventure. To be completely honest, we weren't exactly ready to leave when we did but it felt like one of those now or never moments. I'm a planner by nature, so I had envisioned more preparation with mapping out our entire route and itinerary - but is anyone ever fully prepared to leave home and live on the road indefinitely?

At least we had a general idea of where we were going. The first leg of our trip would take us up the east coast from Florida to Maine. Having family and friends all along the way dictated most of our stops, since there's no shortage of people and places to see. Scheduling conflicts were our biggest challenge because we couldn't visit everyone we anticipated, which was a bummer but I had booked some shoots to plan our trip around so we needed to stay on track.

We promised we would never drive during rush hour or at nighttime in inclement weather. Well, we left Delray Beach on a Friday at 5:00pm in the rain.. so that didn't last very long. Amateurs arriving in complete darkness, our first night was in St. Augustine, FL at North Beach Camp. We liked it so much that we extended our stay and bypassed Savannah so we could meet my sister Alex, Evan & Grady in Mount Pleasant, SC for some quality family time around Charleston.

After more rain, we continued through North Carolina and parked in Raleigh Oaks at a true RV *resort* (free waffles & wifi) before landing in College Park, MD. That was the closest proximity to Washington DC, where we hoped to give Bruce an All-American treatment by putting him on his first metro into the city for a tour of the National Mall. Who's the goodest boy? Bruce is.

Upon seeing the sites we met up with GA's cousin in Philly for some Fishtown goodness. Shoutout to Kate & Carson for their hospitality and inviting Bruce to hangout with Nigel, the cat! Next up was Jersey City, also known as our least favorite and most expensive parking experience thus far. No offense to Liberty Marina - we needed to be close to NYC, it just wasn't an ideal location and the constant rain did not help. We made due with our plans and even managed to squeeze in an engagement shoot (and cocktails) with Olivia & Jesse in JC.

Livin' it up in a glorified parking lot with no sign of the skyline got us ready for the 'burbs - but not so much the traffic. It took over four hours to get to my parents house, which was supposed to be the shortest distance to cover. We relaxed in my hometown of Northport for a few days before heading out to the Hamptons to show Bruce what Long Island summertime is all about.

The Airstream got parked at Cedar Point next to Sag Harbor, a convenient location but the ticks were so bad out east that we decided to relocate to the north fork. Extremely impressed with the charming town of Greenport, we left New York on a high. Another highlight was putting Sterling on the Cross Sound Ferry from Orient Point to New London. Once we got over to Connecticut we drove straight to the Berkshires so I could second shoot a wedding with Evan Rich Photography.

We drove to Southern Mass for a long Fourth of July weekend with the Lauderdale's. It was the quintessential New England holiday, complete with the most perfect weather, scenic beaches and waspy debauchery. We spent the fourth in Nonquitt with a picnic party and watched fireworks across the horizon from New Bedford to Martha's Vineyard. Thanks to Aunt Jo & Uncle Ger for hosting us in their driveway and partaking in late night Airstream parties with Stone & Jessie.