Having lived most of my life in Alberta, I’d frequently visited Banff. I am happiest when I am in the mountains. I always have this sense of feeling like this is where I belong. When I had a chance for Dylan and I to tag along on a conference my husband was going to in Banff, I didn’t think twice.
It has long been my dream to stay in the historic and spectacular Banff Springs Hotel. With my baby boo in tow, we spent hours and hours a day wondering the hotel, looking at the amazing, beautiful unique old details of the majestic castle. Of course camera in hand, I tried to capture the details and history of the hotel. As you can imagine, an old castle like hotel, from the 1888 has some lighting challenges. I was shooting without flash, using available light. (thanks Dani , I always think of your words when I am thinking about light)
The hotel has a history of being haunted. I did not see Sam, or the bride, but I did go up to where room 873 used to be, and it was creepy.
So no ghosts or orbs in these images, just beautiful history.
|BANFF SPRINGS AT NIGHT, AS SEEN FROM SURPRISE CORNER|
|MOUNT STEPHEN HALL. STUNNING DETAILS|
|OLD FASHIONED ELEVATORS|
|SO MANY AMAZING ROOMS AND PEACEFUL SITTING NOOKS|
|DETAIL FROM THE PICTURE ABOVE, THE MOUNTAIN SHEEP MADE OF STONE THAT GRACES THE FIREPLACE|
|MY VERY FAVORITE ROOM- AT NIGHT.|
And although most days were dark and gloomy, a mountain is beautiful whether illuminated by the sun, or moody with clouds and grey. I got a bit of both.