A beautiful wet wedding at Higher Holcombe
Rebecca and Oliver’s wedding at Higher Holcombe was pure magic — downpour hammering the trees, but not a hint of dampening the emotion that poured out all day, with their four girls right at the core of every beat. We’ve shot woodland spots before as Em & Woz, but this Devon hideaway? It wrapped their story — kids included — in something raw and unforgettable. Different energy every time, same wild beauty.
Rainy woodland wonder
Nestled in unspoilt Devon countryside, just minutes from Exeter. That silver birch church in the woods — white trunks like a natural aisle, leaves whispering overhead. Downpour hit as guests arrived, heavy and relentless, turning everything misty and intimate. Rebecca, Oliver and their four girls leaned right into it. No fuss. Just real.
Ceremony hit hard. A pair of musicians played in the trees — fiddles and voices weaving through the birch, rain lashing around them. Vows exchanged under that shady canopy, the girls beaming and teary right there in the heart of it. Emotional doesn’t cover it. Proper heart stuff.
Back to marquee & barn
Post-ceremony, everyone dashed back to the stretch marquee and Old Dairy Barn, the four girls leading the charge, dripping and giggling. Downpour raged on, but the mood lifted — drinks flowing, laughs bouncing off the rustic beams and canvas walls. Love how Higher Holcombe keeps it all close: woods to barn, no rushing. We slipped about, catching those soaked-but-happy family moments.
Portraits? Brief dash through the meadows as the light softened. Wet grass, misty hills, the six of them wrapped together. That rainy glow made it. Nothing staged. Just them, drenched and smiling.
Marquee meal & music
Stretch marquee stretched out cosy for the meal — views to the woods, fairy lights kicking in as daylight faded. Those same musicians set up at the edge of the marquee, people gathered around them, playing through dinner. The girls danced in their seats, guests grinning, forks paused mid-bite. Downpour thundered outside, but inside? Warm chaos, speeches landing heavy, food hitting the spot.
Barn rock energy
Later, the Old Dairy Barn fired up proper — a cracking four-piece rock band took the stage, no DJ needed. The girls owned the floor first, then everyone piled in, woods calling for breathers, glamping tents waiting nearby. We chased the unguarded joy — rain forgotten, energy electric.
Why it works here
Downpour or shine, Rebecca, Oliver and their four girls made Higher Holcombe theirs — birch church, marquee flow, barn party, musicians tying it all. Blank canvas that bends to your crew. That’s the pull.
Hunting “Higher Holcombe wedding photographer”? Or a Devon woodland barn near Exeter? This one delivers raw family feels, killer light (even in a downpour), and space for your story. We’re all about that — emotion first, you being you.
