This was one of our last trips to see our old property in Silverton, Colorado. It was late in November… actually, it was too late. The hard water season had moved in, and the snow was too deep in the higher altitudes for us to get to our place. We had parked miles away from it and tried to hike the rest of the way, but without snow shoes it was just a waste of effort. We turned around and retreated once we began to post hole up to our hips in the snow, and I was done once I slipped and gashed my knee open on a sharp boulder that was hidden under the drifts.
Photo info: Reese Street, near the Silverton High School Silverton, Colorado November 2009 Apple iPhone 3GS
One thing I love about being out in the American West are the skies. The enormous skies. The big, big skies. The skies that just seem to go forever. And they cover equally huge panoramas. Vistas that just fill your senses with. Wide. Open. Space. Taking representative photos of the west can be a real challenge, because so many times the resulting images look flat and lack any real sense of scale. But this is one that works that way for me; it’s our rental car, framed in the vast openness of the Gravelly Range in southwestern Montana.
Photo info: Big, big skies Gravelly Range Road Cameron, Montana September 2014 Eastman Double-X 5222 film Voigtländer Heliar 15/4.5 ASPH lens Leica M3 35mm film camera
Yep, I’m still on my southwestern Colorado kick. Anytime we went to visit our place – our little slice of mountain goodness – we would usually fly into Denver (DIA) and reluctantly take whatever the rental car place would give us (they never had the vehicle that we reserved months in advance) – then drive halfway across the state, usually pulling into Silverton by the late afternoon or early evening. And this is what we saw just prior to descending into town – the spectacular view from the rest area at Molas Pass.
Photo info: The view from Molas Pass Molas Pass rest stop Silverton, Colorado November 2009 Leica D-LUX 4 digicam