The beauty of manual photography is that you never know what you’ve taken until you get the photos developed. The ugly bit is the wait, which in my case tends to be quite a while: rolls of film are getting more and more expensive, so I only use my old camera on special occasions.

A trip to Vermont is always a special occasion, though, so I was delighted to discover a few shots from last year’s trip to the US came through with my latest batch of photos. They’re from a couple of outings that me and Megan made: one to watch the sun set over Lake Champlain and another for a paddle around in one of the state’s many swimming holes.

You can read more about this trip on the corresponding blog posts, but for now, I leave you with some of the best snaps from the roll, documenting many a good memory.