Summer sunrise lights up Panamint Valley and its mountains to the west side.
Behind the camera is the Panamint ridge and behind that is Death Valley, and the sun arising. From my spot the reflective sunrise presents a momentary view worthy of a medium format hasselblad. Even bigger would be better – but I don’t want to carry anything bigger.
This is one of those shots you have to get up early for and stumble around in the piedmont gravel and brush. You’re trying, before sunrise light passes over, to get back to that place you think you remember from last trip – or maybe it was the trip before that.
This time you’re carrying about 30 pounds more equipment than before. How do those big name photographers get assistants to get up at 3:30 a.m. and carry it all without paying them? Note to self: engage unpaid tote-man. They call them interns. Self, get an intern.
Well, I got no intern. What I got is a couple of hard disks full of scenes like this of the American West. This week I finally put-up a group of 40 medium format, California landscape images in Gallery 40 (two pages on this blog). If I had found this photo file betimes, I would’ve put it in the Gallery and changed the number to 41. It’s my favorite of the bunch.