I spent Monday and Tuesday of this week in the White Mountains hoping for a repeat of the incredibly gorgeous weather conditions that I encountered in that area back in January. I did my due diligence. I checked the forecast — sun, clouds, sun, chance of snow. Maybe some magic would happen, I thought. And it did. But not the way I expected.
I got there early on Monday afternoon and decided to hike around The Basin on the Pemigewasset River. The Basin is a very photogenic little waterfall in the summer, but in winter (at least this winter) it is iced over and rather boring. It didn’t move me, so I wandered up river.
I found this area of open water on the river and set up for what I was sure was going to be a pretty, but mundane winter shot. Then the wind kicked up, blowing the snow sideways. Instinctively, I hit the shutter button.
Hooray for instincts!
Great capture Bob, looks cold though, and I am definitely tired of cold, sorry to hear you cannot make Palouse, that stinks