The day of the Mountain-Top photo shoot would require a car ride of a couple hours, as well as a three-hour hike. Since Tara and Mike live eight hours away by car, I left Kelowna the day before. It was around supper time when I arrived in town and all I could think of was getting something to eat. Tara had other plans. She told me to grab my camera bag and hop into her little Suzuki Sidekick. I’ll admit, I was confused, the sun had already set in the valley.

"It's a little late now, isn't it?" I said.

"Not up there," she said, pointing to a hill above town.

Okay sure, there was sunlight on the hill-top, but I had my doubts we'd make it in time.

"Can we try? she pleaded.

"Okay, let's get going," I said.

She did slightly more than the speed limit through town, but once we hit the dirt roads, she turned into a seasoned rally-sport driver. By the time we got to the end of the road, the sun was kissing us goodnight. We quite literally had minutes to capture what we could. Tara did a quick change into her gown and off she went, barefoot and giddy.