Hi hello! I guess I'll give you a little history on myself, my name's Heather Hurtt. I'm a 23 year old freelance photographer specializing in natural light photography. I'm currently enrolled in Georgia State University, majoring in Journalism. I live in an adorable house that's located In Grant Park (Atlanta, for the out of towners) with my boyfriend, two other roommates, and 2 furry hellions.
I fell in love with photography at a young age. Playing with my parents point-and-shoot cameras and looking through old film photographs, making up the stories that I imagined went along with them. Photography is more than just a hobby to me, it's an outlet, a passion. As cliche as it sounds, photography saved my life. I try not to leave my house without some type of camera, whether it be my Canon T3i, my Instax, or my Minolta.
Anyways, this past week was Spring Break. My boyfriend and I really wanted to get away for a few days with our pup, so we decided to go to Savannah. We invited our two good friends, Hailey and Dillon to come along with us. We had our days set and a place to stay. Two days before we were supposed to leave the place we were supposed to stay fell through. Lack of communication was to blame, but the day before we were going to cancel the trip, another friend pulled through and said that we could stay at her apartment that was a couple miles away from downtown Savannah. So, we packed the car, picked up our friends, and drove 248 miles to our destination.
We arrived in Savannah at around 10 pm all beat from the 3 hour drive. When we walked into our friend, Skylar's, apartment, we were greeted by a beautiful hairless Sphynx named Lu, and a fluffy white cutie named Bleu'. We hung around for an hour then all headed to bed.
We had our days planned out...
Day one, Fort Pulaski and Burke Beach (one of the only dog friendly beaches we could find).
We got up early to go walk around Fort Pulaski, that's now taken care of by National Park Service. We adventured through the tunnels and massive hills that rested in the walls of the fort. Walking up and down the spiraled brick stairs made me realize just how out of shape I truly am, I definitely got my yearly work out on this trip.
Second half of the day we traveled to Hilton Head to go to a pup friendly beach, called Burke Beach. Before the beach we stopped at a little restaurant that's name escapes me at the moment. We ate an appetizer and drank a little to pass the time.
At Burke we all ran around and played fetch with my pup, Apollo, and just relaxed on the beach.
Day two was Saint Patrick's Day, so downtown Savannah it was. Sadly, no eligible photos were taken on this day. We got to downtown at around 11 am and watched the parade for some time, then carried on with St. Pattie's Day festivities, and all ended up asleep by 10 pm that night. I'd go more in depth with the what we did, but I'm sure those of you who know about Saint Patrick's Day in Savannah know all that happened.
Day three was made of packing back up, Wormsloe Plantation, and heading home. That morning we went to an adorable breakfast restaurant in downtown called, J. Christopher's with our friend Skylar, who also graciously opened her home up for us.
After breakfast we headed towards Wormsloe Plantation. Most people can recognize the overhang of trees from the movie Forest Gump. While there I took portraits of my friends (you can view the photos here, http://heatherhurttphoto.com/work/#/hailey-and-dillon/). Our time there was cut short due to an unfortunate event. While walking beside the dirt road a truck drove near us and my little Blue Heeler decided that it had gotten too close and tried to herd it. The truck ended up herding him. Luckily, Apollo wasn't hurt at all. Somehow after getting wrapped around a tire and thrown, my tough little boy walked away from the incident with no broken bones, no scrapes, ruptured innards, nothing. Seeing your dog get hit by a large truck is one of the scariest things I've ever witnessed. I swear my heart stopped until I saw him get up and run towards me after I called his name. We rushed him to the nearest walk-in veterinarian clinic, thank you to the technicians and doctor at VCA Greater Savannah Animal Hospital for checking my little pup out and making sure he was all intact. Very lucky to still have this little yapping fluffy bum by my side.