Snow at the Rocks
I can't begin to count the number of times I've dropped into the canyon at Smith Rock the last few years and left with anything less than a feeling of utter exhilaration. Taken a couple of winters ago, I slid and skidded down the snow-covered trail, stopping when the afternoon sunlight fell through the notch under this cerulean sky. Smith presents photographic challenges, and I have yet to really capture its captivating beauty.
Snow at the Rocks
I can't begin to count the number of times I've dropped into the canyon at Smith Rock the last few years and left with anything less than a feeling of utter exhilaration. Taken a couple of winters ago, I slid and skidded down the snow-covered trail, stopping when the afternoon sunlight fell through the notch under this cerulean sky. Smith presents photographic challenges, and I have yet to really capture its captivating beauty.