Hipcamp - Antlers Inn Forest Cabins
I was recently accepted as a Field Scout Photographer for Hipcamp a fantastic resource for all things camping! (Think AirBnB, but for camping.) Their aim is to get great photographs of all the campsites listed on their website so that the people who use it will be like, wow, that looks like fun, let's book it! So a couple weekends ago I went out to Antlers Inn Forest Cabins in the San Bernardino mountains and captured our little cabin in the woods. To be perfectly honest, the cabin was not quite as rustic as we expected. It felt more like a hotel room than a cabin. But, we still had a blast. It was wonderful to be out of the city, up in the mountains and amongst the beautiful trees. I woke the girls up at 6:30 am so that we could capture that beautiful morning light. They were great sports about it. The cool, crisp morning air was a refreshing way to wake up. Plus, we had a full day ahead of us. Waking up early has its perks. We drove up to Strawberry Peak that had breathtaking views of the mountains and valley below. The light on the mountains created a gradient of blue that had me snapping away like mad. Eleanor did some headstands in celebration. We were also just minutes away from Lake Arrowhead and about an hour from Big Bear Lake. So. We went! If this could be a full time gig, man, what a dream that would be.
If you asked me a few years ago where I would rather live, I would have told you the city. Just totally immersed in the busy, happenin’ city. Then I moved to the city, and I began to feel differently. All I want now is to get out of it. To the quieter places. The places filled with nature and life that is outside of the dirt and the grime. I want the real dirt and grime. The kind that makes me feel rejuvenated and alive, not tired and beat down. Don’t get me wrong, there are some serious perks to living in the center of it all. Endless concerts, restaurants, shows, and art…All minutes away. But the other parts, the parts that make me feel claustrophobic, that make me feel tired, those parts are not worth it. So I suppose the ideal would be something in the middle. I’ll let you know when I find that magic place. For now, getting paid to go camping is not a bad compromise.
