Ask your friend to get up at 4:30 in the morning, and go out in the freezing cold and complete darkness.
Take them on a winding road mountain road, without giving them coffee or breakfast of any kind. Drive like a damn fool, on a road that has a snow covered forest one side and a sheer drop to your death on the other side; that is always a bonus too.
If a person will do that with you, they are a good and true friend.
Or they are a photographer that understands, the sun will not wait for you to stop at Starbucks. That person maybe knows what makes your cold black heart beat faster is the way the sun caresses the landscape at dawn. They get that maybe something cool will happen when you are in the right place at the right time.
Or maybe both.
|Yosemite 5:35 a.m.|
|Yosemite 6:30 a.m.|
|7:00 Black and white|
So the first full day started very early.
I thought, foolishly that we might have a clever idea. Going to the lookout point to get the sunrise over Half Dome, and the Yosemite Valley.
we were the second car there. But by the time our tripods were set, about 8 car loads of other folks with camera's and tripods rolled in.... if you know me at all, you know I hate people in my personal space. Suffice it to say, that the foreign contingency made me want to swing my tripod at them. Well, yeah sure, I hate my tripod anyway. But still....
more to come
peace and love