I thought this morning’s sunrise had possibilities. With a front moving through and low clouds in the area, the plan was to be atop Sugarloaf Mountain (one of my favorite spots) at sunrise. Ideally, I’d get the rising sun illuminating the bottoms of the high clouds, mist in the valleys, and snow on the Front Range. Instead, nothing. Nada. I didn’t even take my camera out of the bag. I hiked the 20 minutes to the summit in a white-out and a constant drizzle. I waited for sunrise–sometimes the weather breaks up a bit then–but still no go. So back down the hill I went, completely soaked.
Lesson? Keep going back! The more you do, the better your chances. Even if you get shut out three or four times in a row, the next time at your favorite spot might be the winner: you get presented with unbelievable light and the images just flow onto your memory card. With that in mind, I think maybe tomorrow might be The Day!!!
The image below is what happens when you keep coming back. That next morning, on Sugarloaf, the clouds parted (some of them anyway!).
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