Frosted Layers and Fiery Skies
Insomnia struck again, so at 3:30 a.m., I decided to check the weather instead of counting sheep. A clear sunrise? Challenge accepted. I headed to Jonsrud Viewpoint near Sandy, OR, arriving at 5:30 in a brisk 29 degrees. Two hours of freezing later, my finger almost gave up on pushing the shutter button—turns out frostbite is a great motivator to pack up. But wow, those frosty trees and vibrant colors made it all worth it… even if I had to thaw out like a popsicle afterward!
Frosted Layers and Fiery Skies
Insomnia struck again, so at 3:30 a.m., I decided to check the weather instead of counting sheep. A clear sunrise? Challenge accepted. I headed to Jonsrud Viewpoint near Sandy, OR, arriving at 5:30 in a brisk 29 degrees. Two hours of freezing later, my finger almost gave up on pushing the shutter button—turns out frostbite is a great motivator to pack up. But wow, those frosty trees and vibrant colors made it all worth it… even if I had to thaw out like a popsicle afterward!