Mount Stephen

Before Yoho Valley opened to the vehicles this year, I visited the area few times. Taking pictures  and enjoying the beautiful views. One of the beautiful view is that of Mount Stephen. Few years had passed since I last took pictures of it. So when I arrived there one morning with the sky full of clouds, I thought I was going to have to wait a bit longer. But while checking out the Yoho River, clouds opened up to let the light through, giving me another picture of the beautiful mountain.

Until next moment,
Amar

 

 

Mount Stephen

There I was in Yoho National Park, in Yoho Valley standing next to the moving water in Yoho River. Walking back and forth trying to find the best position to take a picture of Mount Stephen. When I first arrived at the location that morning, there were no clouds, hoped some would make their way behind the mountain. As I kept taking pictures from different location, clouds started to move in. All was set. I lowered the camera close to the river rocks, rocks leading to the water, water leading to the trees, the trees leading up to the mountain and the mountain leading up to the clouds. Then I was off to explore more of the valley and talk to the marmots about staying off the road.

Until next moment,

Amar

Mount Stephen

One of the things I like about living where I like  do my photography, is I can always go back to an area to keep trying to get a better picture of the subject. The first time I took a picture of Mount Stephen was when I went to Yoho National Park to take pictures of Takakkaw Falls this summer. As I was leaving the Yoho Valley, I liked the view of Mount Stephen I was seeing but the morning light was gone. I decided to scout the area for future visit.

The next chance I had to take picture of Mount Stephen, great light but cloudless sky did not do it for me. A week passed and I was back along Kicking Horse River waiting for the sunrise. Light comes in contact with the mountain but again clear sky, not for long, this time clouds were moving in. Just hoped they would move into position before the early light was replaced. As I waited, I looked around for even a better foreground. Found a balsam poplar branch leaning over the river. Everything was in place, I snapped few pictures before the clouds made their way out of the frame. But this is not the end, never is, will be back again to see if I can get a better picture.

Until next moment,

Amar