This time of year brings back memories of a friend who led us on a snowshoeing field trip to Hurricane Ridge. The drive up from Port Angeles gave no indication of the sight we’d see when we arrived at the Visitors’ Center, which sadly, was destroyed in a fire the next year.
The volume of snow was startling with the trees drooping under its weight. Although the sun was shining overhead and creating beautiful shadows on the drifts, it was extremely cold and one wonders how the birds and wildlife survive it.
I brought a sled, a handy way to transport my tripod and camera gear, and trudged my way through the snow for about 20 feet before questioning my sanity…did I really think I could walk with these things? Being unable to convince my “other half” to pull me on the sled, I resorted to sucking it up and pressing on.
Clearly, I have no appreciation for snowshoes whatsoever, but that view was amazing and I was not going to go home without capturing it, which I did here.
Gorgeous shot, & one of my favorite places on the planet. Glad you had the intestinal fortitude to make a winter trip up there. Very much worth the effort. Love it!
Well, thank you SO MUCH, and I’m so glad to see that you subscribed and that you enjoyed it! And as far as getting this shot, as long as I have my coffee, it’s amazing what I can accomplish! 😁
It was worth the trudge!
Yes, but I had to wait a few days afterwards before I could say that! 😆
Stunning
I’m so glad you enjoyed it Nancy, and thanks for the comment. It’s hard to go on wrong on Hurricane Ridge!