“Adulting.” That’s what Chelsea calls it. The act of being a grown up. The monotonous work or arduous choices we must be a part of as our fate of aging progresses without our consent. We are swept away in the currents time left only to tread water until we reach the edge of the fall.
Despite graduating from UCLA together into what most would say was a heavy burden of recession, we started off relatively well. When you leave college broke and enter the real world where everyone else is…well…broke, there’s really nowhere to go but up! We were not pondering or pressured by the fruits of life. No one we knew had them. Most that went ahead before us were hitting ‘reset’ when we were just getting set.
As a goal-oriented person, I went to work and found my calling. Nose to the proverbial grind stone, I went out and started my career interviewing against thousands of people (literally 350 in a single day at one point). Chelsea went from job to job, slowly working to improve her standing and knowledge of the marketing world and building her resume.
There were times when it felt like we were drowning. I remember when buying fruit was a superfluous expense I would smack my head for when I got home. I’d of course forgive myself as I sat on the steps of our apartment eating a perfectly sweet slice of summer watermelon (as long as I didn’t do it again, I would tell myself…naughty Nate).
Time went on and Chelsea expressed her goal of owning a house. Eventually – still working hard – we were in a house and we had our first two boys, I had my dog and we still worked. The funny thing about working with your nose to the grindstone is that you’re looking down the whole time and tend to not pay attention to what you’ve produced. Suddenly, one day, I looked up and realized, “I actually am where I want to be!” The burden was lifted and I finally felt like I didn’t have to punish myself for watermelon. Or the fruits of life.
As a photographer and aviation enthusiast, I have always been fascinated with aerial vistas. When Chelsea surprised me with a trip to Hawaii in college, I stared out the window while Chelsea slept. For the whole six and a half hours. Flight is amazing.
Now, I finally get a chance to slap both of my worlds together. With the advent of technology I can capture a piece of the sky.
Our sponsors 3DR and Best Buy gave me my time in the air with their newest edition of the Solo Drone. It’s a fantastic escape from adulting, while still being cool enough for my adult friends to love. What’s better, Solo makes flying easy with satellite stabilization and safety features that help you get it home if you lose your way or forget that your batteries are low. Best of all? It’s FAST. Right out of the box fast, with unmatched stability. This drone – unlike our last one from a competitor – has never taken off uncontrollably or fallen suddenly out of the sky. It’s the only drone that monitors data on the controller and the copter so you can submit for a replacement (plus credit to buy a new GoPro) on the off-chance a system malfunction causes the loss of your copter.
I was thrilled to add Solo to some recent family adventures through the southwest United States. The boys love watching it fly through the sky. Family moments are captured so much better when taken from a previously unattainable perspective. I just strap my GoPro on it and go. What’s more, I can even get professional-grade shots with 3DR’s built in drone control options like Cable Cam, Pano, Orbit, Selfie (holy crap!) and my personal favorite: follow. Not to knock teenagers and their three-foot selfie stick, but my camera follows me to help me take “selfies” at about 400 feet. I don’t just get a shot of me smiling in front of the mountain. I get the WHOLE damn mountain.