The cold at the mirador felt as if it could kill, and as the sun crept down behind the Torres only the keen people stayed — just four of us. The Torres stood almost silhouetted; the extreme contrast made photographing difficult. But sometimes sunlight would stream through the swirling cloud and mist and pick out parts of the mountainsides, and in those moments the cold no longer mattered.
Here's another photograph from the same evening.
[19 November 2011, Panasonic Lumix GH1, 100–300 mm at 100 mm, ISO 100, 1/125 at f11]
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3 comments:
Such a beautiful photograph of such a savage place.
I love the sense of falling away your photos like this give me. Excellent, Pete - excellent ;0
RR, the place was beautiful. Hard, but uplifting.
Zhoen, this looks like a pleasant dream compared to that Corryvreckan Maelstrom. I've been past whirlpools in New Zealand's Marlborough Sounds and they were nightmarish enough.
Barbara, thank you. Very pleased you like this one :^)
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