So a few days ago Winter arrived again, in the form of another weird snowstorm. At home we received upwards of 10” yet just a few miles further north, and definitely in the Catskills they got nothing. Climate change, go figure!
Anyway fresh snow means playtime and my first hope was for the storm to clear out in time for Sunset. In the end the clouds cleared away quickly and I did manage an hour tramping about in a local park where I’ve had my eye on a lonely tree for a while now.
For the Sunstar it was just a case of being in the right place at the right time, after seeing that the sun was visible through the tree’s foliage all I needed to do was find an angle that I liked and choose a small aperture.
12 hours later and I’m parked at a trailhead next to the Storm King Highway and hoping for a nice Hudson Valley sunrise. I decided that it would be best to head south of my home to get the best of the snowfall and as Butter Hill has nice south / eastward facing views it could be a good choice. Also the scramble, in the dark, up to the ledges isn’t too bad neither. The forecast was for a decent amount of cloud and with a freshly fallen foot of snow the color could be pretty nice.
I had to break trail up onto Butter hill and it took me a bit longer to scramble to any sort of view than I expected. However I did manage to find this foreground in time for another sunstar. It’s not a great shot, but a moment not to be missed as the golden hour glow starts to illuminate the snowscape
It turned out to be a glorious morning to be on the trail. I was thrilled to be the first on the mountain after the snowstorm and as the morning turned into a beautiful blue sky day I loved the opportunity to see a familiar trail in unfamiliar guise.
I hiked on to Storm King to spend the morning in the Winter and on my way came across this little vignette. I would have much preferred to have seen this view during golden hour as the glow in the snow could have been spectacular. Even so it was a still a bit of a wow moment if only for the way the snow clung to the rock face, creating the profile of a sleeping lion…. can you see it??
Who says there are no mountain lions in New York??
Anyway thank you so much for reading this far, blogging is new to me and words don’t always come easily, however I hope the photos make up for it and you are able to understand a little more as to why I take the photos that I do. Please feel free to subscribe for future posts or visit my website where you can purchase my work
The light of Winter is the poetry of patience
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