Green, Green, Green, and granite! It was heavenly, the leisurely drive over Ebbetts Pass. I decided to camp and found a delightful spot at above 7,000 ft. with mountain peaks all around. There was no moon until late, and the stars were (of course) amazing. And ME WITH NO TRIPOD! So I braced my camera on the camp table (there was, of course, no way to compose. I exposed for 30seconds at f/5.6 and 3200ISO. (Using a Canon EOS T2i and Tamron 17 – 50, f/2.8 for anyone who wants to know). And Voila! it worked.
During the night Oola and I worried that since the sign said “This is Bear Country” we would hear snuffing and snorting outside the tent. There was none of that.
About midnight I heard several hooved somethings running along the nearby creek. Probaby deer, but Oola lay there hoping it was not the Four Horsemen on their way to a logistics meeting.
At about 2AM when the moon rose we heard the song and yipping of the coyote, echoing off all the surrounding granite. It was truly magical.
But there was no magic to help my hip bones. I don’t ever remember the ground being so hard. Even now, Oola keeps whispering in my ear “air mattress, air mattress, old bones need air mattress….”
We didn’t get much sleep, but after the singing of the coyote I poked my head out of the tent and saw the site flushed with moonlight. So I had to try the camera again, this time the camp table would be the subject. But remember, I’m sitting in the tent, trying to stay warm, and I have no tripod. This time I set the 30second shot to f/2.8, and the camera started catching the color of the grass! Got some wonderful ghostly shots.
We froze our feet and fingers, but it was well worth it. At first light, a new sound – gentle cowbells echoing off the granite from a meadow not far away.
Time to make tracks.