This was the first time I’d visited with best friends David and Connie since 2010. A work conference in Vancouver with my employer Red Hat left me just a puddle jump away from Vancouver Island where they live. It’d be the first time I’d visit them there. I took the pontoon plane ride from Vancouver…
Its been ten long years. The last time I went paddling in any kind of boat was in 2006 when I last lived in Raleigh. Back then, Laura (of whitewater wedding fame) took a few of us out to paddle at midnight in the cooling pool of the nuclear power plant close to Raleigh. Paddling…
Glasgow redemption – after Thursday night’s shenanigans (read about them here), Friday was a new day — a wet day, but a new day nonetheless. (Would it really be Glasgow without rain?) We had planned to meet my cousin Lindsey in town and Jackie had an art appointment later in the day — but I…
Some of you asked about my Facebook posts Thursday night and what made me so disappointed in my hometown of Glasgow. Well, either I’m getting old and senile or Glasgow is more difficult to navigate than it was in the past. I’m hoping it’s the latter. We had just spent several days driving through the…
This was a trip to say goodbye to my Dad. Over the years, he had taken numerous trips back to Scotland and explored the highland whiskey trail with his brother Nigel. Being the charmer that he was, he made good friends with some of the key people in the distillery industry on the Southern Hebrides…
While I was on my way to the 2010 Wedding and Portrait Photographers International (WPPI) conference in Las Vegas, I met up with best friends David and Connie in Scottsdale, Arizona, and took an afternoon walk through the city. Since I always (well, mostly always) have a camera with me, I took a few snaps:…
Story and photographs by Derek Cadzow. Printed in the September/October, 2006, issue of Cary Magazine. Reprinted here with permission. From 2004 to 2006, I worked a bit with Cary Magazine, which is a lifestyle community magazine in the Raleigh/Cary area. I started out as a photographer accompanying writers to stories, and quickly learned that while…
Ever feel like you’re stuffed into a sardine can? That’s what it feels like right now… I’m 35,000 feet over the Atlantic Ocean in an IcelandAir jet and there is so little room I can barely open my laptop to write this. To add to the joy, we had “Ilsa, she-wolf of the SS” directing…