This exposure was made a few hundred sheets of film later than last week’s post, in the winter of 1981-82. I used to spend time in this gorge with the view camera and tripod quite a bit in those days. It’s one of the most magical places I know of within a short drive of my house. Still, in spite of that, I hadn’t been there for years and years. My beloved and I took a snowshoe and camera walk there this year, reminding me of the old film, and I scanned this sheet.
Here is an exposure made in nearly the same spot in the summer.
I’m going to try to be disciplined and scan good old film and try not to get distracted by new work. However I’m nothing if not distractible. Sometimes a virtue; I wouldn’t be a photographer if the world didn’t pull at me in this way.
Today is an especially good day to post this, with heavy snow falling all day, about an inch per hour for most of the day. I think there are some large boulders and a frozen cliff that look quite a bit like this today, and probably nobody there to see it.
Once I saw a great horned owl fly through this gorge at dusk. I’ve never encountered another person there, though sometimes there are footprints in the snow.