Glasshouse Mountains Maternity Photoshoot

I have been itching to do a shoot up at the Glasshouse Mountains for a while now.  So when my friend Alana said that I could suggest a fun location I jumped at it.  The thing is with locations though is that you first have to find the right spot.  So a couple of months ago, off I head up the Bruce and take a left at Steve Irwin Way.  Now the fun of searching for the perfect spot begins.  Location scouting is actually quite fun as long as I don’t have my 3 year old in the car either vomiting from car sickness or telling me that he wants to go home.  The next 3 hours (yes 3 hours) are spent driving around side roads, up mountains, to dead ends, past pineapple plantations and alongside spots that would be awesome if they weren’t private property with signs on the fence saying “private property, large dogs roam free in this area”!  Yeah I don’t really do trespassing with paying clients.  I ended up at the visitor information centre and met a lovely lady (can’t remember her name now) who actually gave me a good idea of where I might find the spot that I had in mind.  She even offered for me to check out her own private property to see if it was suitable.  Thank-you so much kind lady, you led me to the perfect place!  But before I found the perfect place there was Wild Horse Mountain… otherwise known as the mountain of pain!  OK, I’ll admit it, I was a bit naive.  Wearing my jeans on a stinking hot day and SO not prepared with walking shoes, I saw the sign saying “steep walk” and scoffed.  How steep could it be?  I mean really.  I’m a young fit (cough cough) woman in my thirties twenties.  I got this.  So off I head up Wild Horse expecting to reach the summit any minute now.  Lets just say I got 1/4 of the way and thought, I wonder if I am getting closer?  It can’t be far now.  Then I got 1/2 way and was like “ain’t making no pregnant lady do this, nu uh”.  By the 3/4 mark I just wanted to get up the bloody hill and enjoy the view.  I will say that the view was most worth it and if I had been a bit better prepared (water helps) it might have been an enjoyable walk.  Any-hoo, enough about me, I finally found my location on another road and the rest of the show belongs to Alana and Sam.

p.s. you know it’s true love when he piggy backs his heavily pregnant wife down a steep and slippery hill…

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