With no where else to go but the road in front of me, i looked out towards the sunset in search of an image. I knew not where i was going to find thus photograph but i continued regardless. For those that don’t know, Bozeman sits at the base of mountains, everywhere around is mountains and hills making sunset a hard task to achieve a good result on. I went from back road to back road in search for an ridge to climb higher, in order to look out and see more. Finally i found place that showed promise.
Oddly enough going back to landscapes has already gotten foreign to my hands. The feeling is odd. Too much rust from not enough practice. I watched the sun go down and pass over the small mounds of snow that covered the supposedly Spring grasses that were starting too come out in the nearby hills but had fallen to another of Winters delays. With the last light disappearing i left knowing that there was no great image, no great story, just a mere blip of another attempt, more practice in the end.
Images captured with D3, 70-300 AF-S VR, 24-70 AF-S, on Lexar UDMA Digital Film