The Last Rays Of Autumn
Limiting yourself to three days of shooting in Assiniboine is going to present a landscape photographer with a number of problems. At the top of that list is the simple fact that you can't be everywhere at once. For someone like me, it's a guaranteed recipe for a condition known in medical circles as "Quemne Ipsa Caput" which is latin for what happens when you step out of a helicopter with your bags and you look over Lake Magog for the first time. (Your head explodes)
Realizing that I couldn't shoot half of what I wanted to shoot, I spent most of my time clawing my way up the Niblet Trail and shooting around the shoreline of Sunburst Lake. It was almost as an afterthought that my buddy Eric and I headed up the hillside toward the lodge and looked back over the lake. It had snowed overnight (when the snow is coming down at 3 AM and you're in a tent, it really makes you re-evaluate how badly you need to pee) and the skies had been flat and gray for almost the entire day, but just as we turned around, the sun broke through for a moment and lit up the aspens and/or larches surrounding the lake ...one more glimpse of Autumn before Winter returned, burying this valley under a ton of snow for another 7 months or so. Our time in Assiniboine was over before it began, but I'm hoping to return sooner rather than later. It's a huge pain to get to, but time shooting in that area can be priceless.
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Thank you so much for your views and comments! If you have specific questions or need to get in touch with me, please be sure to send me a message via flickr mail, or feel free to contact me via one of the following:
The Last Rays Of Autumn
Limiting yourself to three days of shooting in Assiniboine is going to present a landscape photographer with a number of problems. At the top of that list is the simple fact that you can't be everywhere at once. For someone like me, it's a guaranteed recipe for a condition known in medical circles as "Quemne Ipsa Caput" which is latin for what happens when you step out of a helicopter with your bags and you look over Lake Magog for the first time. (Your head explodes)
Realizing that I couldn't shoot half of what I wanted to shoot, I spent most of my time clawing my way up the Niblet Trail and shooting around the shoreline of Sunburst Lake. It was almost as an afterthought that my buddy Eric and I headed up the hillside toward the lodge and looked back over the lake. It had snowed overnight (when the snow is coming down at 3 AM and you're in a tent, it really makes you re-evaluate how badly you need to pee) and the skies had been flat and gray for almost the entire day, but just as we turned around, the sun broke through for a moment and lit up the aspens and/or larches surrounding the lake ...one more glimpse of Autumn before Winter returned, burying this valley under a ton of snow for another 7 months or so. Our time in Assiniboine was over before it began, but I'm hoping to return sooner rather than later. It's a huge pain to get to, but time shooting in that area can be priceless.
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Thank you so much for your views and comments! If you have specific questions or need to get in touch with me, please be sure to send me a message via flickr mail, or feel free to contact me via one of the following: