Jess MacDougal, grazier
Henry MacDougal, grazier
The engine of our car roared through the Australian countryside... Ok it was only a Mazda and couldn’t roar if it’s engine was (insert car specialist pun here).
Little did I know, I was about to fall in love with a part of Australia I had never seen. The first morning I bumped along in a ute to see how all the cattle was fed their ‘porridge and Weet-Bix’. By the last morning I was riding a quad bike around the countryside with 2 dogs either side of me, well trained and ready to roundup some cattle... only thing was I didn’t know their names, so for the sunset that we drove through the fields they were known as Little Lad’ and Dingbat. I was a true farmer.
The Pixel Trade was photographing Henry and Jess’ wedding without missing a beat. As all wedding trades work, Jess and Henry put aside five days to trade, with the wedding day bang in the middle. We had lobster the first night, setup for the wedding the next day and by the actual wedding day I was wearing earmuffs and skeet shooting alongside the groom... minutes before the ceremony. On went the celebrations and as the moon came up on one side of the hills and the orange sky said, ‘Adios Amigo’ in it’s best mexican accent I sat on a rock and thought, ‘well if this is what traveling the world without money leads to...Sign me up for good’.
Recommended album from Jess
Fleetwood Mac | 25 Years – The Chain