It's become a bit of a clichė to say that your wedding day is the happiest day of your life, but honestly that is exactly how we both felt.
Just 2 hours before the ceremony a storm cell came over and it rained and hailed but by the afternoon it had mostly dried out and the sky came out beautifully for our photos.
We said our vows under the gazebo at Algona in Bathurst, with the beautiful backdrop of the vines in the background and stunning views of Bathurst in the far distance.
My bridesmaids and I arrived in the 1925 Austin that my dad had restored years ago. I was a teenager when he embarked on this project and I remember seeing the pile of metal that had been a car and thinking he was very ambitious. It's amazing to see what he has done. The Austin was my great-grandfather's car, and it was so special to be able to use this for my own wedding.
Our ceremony had a couple of glitches. David's uncle and aunt locked themselves out of the farm so David's dad Paul had to go back home to let them back into the house and as a result I had to delay arriving. In the meantime David was trying to sort out our music for the cermony, which wasn't working the way we expected it to. By the time I was able to arrive (40 mins later - I hate being late so you can probably imagine how much I hated being late on my wedding day) everything was working smoothly.
The entire way through the ceremony rain clouds hovered in the background and threatened to start falling at any moment, but it eventually skirted around us and the clouds made the colours look so much brighter.
Before we knew it the ceremony was over and we were husband and wife. Next came the photos around the vineyard:
All up, our wedding went exactly as we wanted and we wouldn't change a thing. It was 18 months in the making but worth every moment.
Just for the ladies - check out my awesome wedding shoes. I was determined to have sky blue wedding shoes but they were tricky to find. I really loved these and I found them online
here
Stay tuned for Part 2 the honeymoon.
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