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Revisited….

DSC_0688 (2).jpgThis picture, I revisited this picture. Not the spot.  Someday, I’m sure that I’ll be back.

I am not sure what made me decide to revisit this picture. Something to do…maybe.  I had originally intended on submitting this picture for one my entries to the juried show next September, but the file size allowed wouldn’t work for this picture.  In the process of not knowing that though, I had posted it to facebook looking for opinions on which pieces I should submit.  A fellow blogger and experienced photographer that I respect suggested that I try to add some blue to make it look colder.  At the time, I just couldn’t get it to work right and so I gave up.  Then, as stated, I discovered the picture wouldn’t resize and still look good for entry anyway and I abandoned it.

The other day that same photographer posted on his blog how he had participated in a 365 photography challenge.  I believe that it had been in conversation before, but this time it kind of stuck to me a bit more as I’m constantly on a path looking for something more.  As challenges are usually about finding out more about yourself, I decided to try and challenge myself daily for at least a year….but truth be told, I’ll probably be lucky to succeed even a week.  Don’t know until we try, right?

I don’t know how I am going to approach this challenge.  It won’t just be about photography.  There have been things that I have wanted to learn and get back into and I think that I’m going to challenge myself to do that.  Read more, cook more, bake more, write more, learn to play that guitar that is collecting dust, and so many other things.  It’s a long list, and I’m 41 now so I’m not sure how realistic some of them are-but here is to a new year of figuring it out.

In the meantime, I started with this picture.  I’ve always liked it, but it has always needed something.  I’m not sure if this version is what it needs…but I am quite fond of this version. I hope that you are too.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

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The Path I Started….

DSC_9315.jpgAfter careful thought and consideration, I’m keeping Montana Rose Photography.  I thank you everyone that weighed in and advised.  You all are rock stars.

This path above. I started it, but I did not finish it.  This little trail is in Kentucky and I ended up driving ridiculously far to get there.  On a whim.  It was about three hours further than my original destination.  My original destination that was already a three hour drive, if that tells you anything.

With that said, I didn’t get there until late in the afternoon and since it’s winter…there were only a few hours of daylight left and it was fading fast, so a few hours was generous.  And by the time that I found this trail…I was already down to like and hour.  This trail was longer than a hour’s walk.  So, it didn’t get finished.  Maybe someday, but probably not.

I will most likely got back but to the opposite end of the forest.  There is a gorge and I didn’t realize that they were in two different areas and it was too far to drive and still have daylight.  Next time.

As for the picture, it is altered. The light was low to almost non-existent. I was surrounded by trees with leaves so even less light. I was tired. The pictures was boring. The leaves were mainly brown and dying. The tree trunks were wreaking of melancholy, so I filtered it. I enhanced colors.  I did what I do and created an pictures that I didn’t hate to look at.  One that may inspire a story or two or a poem somewhere down line.  For now, it is just a post. Just a picture.  One I hope that you like

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Stairway to Change….

DSC_0692 (2)I’m proud of this picture. I think that it’s amazing, but all of that will probably be overshadowed by the fact that I’m going to ramble a bit.   I’m learning to be okay with this.  I’m learning to be okay with a lot of things.

I have been trying to step out of my comfort zone and get back to the girl that I use to be.   The ambitious girl that was not afraid to climb over rocks with steep drops.  Saturday I asked a gallery how one would go about getting their photography displayed in their gallery.  She told me how the sometimes exhibit other local Indiana artist for about a month and told me to send her an email.  I did, but I’ve not heard back. It has only been a couple of days, so I’m trying to not let it get to me. She asked me, though, what inspires me.   Truth be told, I didn’t know how to answer.

I told her what I think we are supposed to say.   How I wanted to share my perspective with the world. I wanted people to see things the way that I see them.  Playing it over in my head, though….I’m not even sure that I believe that cockamamie BS.  I really don’t know what inspires me.  I see something that I think is a great shot and I take a picture.  I am not sure if that is really inspiration.   I’m just not sure what inspires me or maybe I don’t know how to put it in words.  It almost seems like a necessity.

There is a fire that burns in me.  A creative one.  A restless one. A wild one.  One that burns with many flames.  One which is a creative one and burns to write, to take pictures, to create stuff, and to throw paint on canvas.  We’ve discussed many of times how I’m not good with the networking. I’m working on that.  First step, inquire about displaying photos in galleries.  Check.  In September, I plan on taking some my creations to a flea market and setting up a table.  Another thing that is out of my comfort zone.  A zone that has gotten smaller over the years, but I’m working on it.

It is all about change and I know that the path will be just as icy as some of these stairs were that I hiked in South Dakota.  Good thing, I’ve got my boots on.  I’m pretty fearless in my cowboy boots.  Guess they remind me of who I once was.   I hope each of you stays inspired and taking on those stairs of change.  There’s always something worth seeing.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Wear Gloves….

DSC_0631 (2)That is my public service announcement for the day.  If it is the first week of May and you are about to climb 3.2 miles up a very large hill or mountain….make sure you are dressed accordingly and wear gloves.  That is the only advise I can offer besides enjoy the beauty that winter can create on such an already beauty setting.  DSC_0635 (2)I know.  You are thinking, “um, duh, why didn’t you have on gloves?”  I had a minor lack in judgment.  I knew it was cold.  I had been awakened every morning for three days because I was freezing.  Apparently, no matter how many layers I have on…20 or below weather will still get me.  I think by my final night, I had on three long sleeve shirts, a coat, a sweatshirt and I as buried in my sleeping bag which was buried under three blankets.  One of which I made a special trip to Rapid City’s Wal-Mart to obtain.   I think the following morning was the only morning that I woke up cold and not freezing.  Wouldn’t have changed it for the world.  Okay, well, maybe a few degrees. Cold versus freezing…lesser of two evils.

Anyway, so by the time I got to this trail, it was warming up a bit and was 50 something degrees.  I’m thinking…Okay, I’ll be fine.  Hiking a considerably strenuous type trail…I knew I was going to work up somebody heat and I’m stubborn.  So, I’m hiking and minding my own business. Enjoying the scenery.  There was snow on the ground, but it was not all that cold.  I was good to go.  DSC_0644 (2)That was until my socks decided they needed to be around my feet.  My hands started getting cold.  I was getting higher up the peak’s trail.  The fog was setting in.  The temperature was dropping.  I stepped into what I am pretty sure the forest from the Wizard of Oz.  I’m here to tell you that the only thing missing was a group of trees throwing apples at me.  But believe it or not, it was beautiful and I’m not sure that my pictures do it justice.
DSC_0688 (2)I had the slightest inkling that maybe I should consider turning around.  Not because I feared the weather that was become bestowed upon me.  That was not my problem. I can handle snow and ice.  Plus I had my boots on so I was fearless.  No, my hands were starting to hurt because they were becoming so cold.  I had left my gloves in the car.  I didn’t even think for a minute that I would need them.  Boy was I wrong.  Never have my hands hurt like that, but I kept going. I had hiked too long and too far up to turn around without reaching my destination.  I continued to trek on.  DSC_0689 (2)Over snow and ice. I went.  Higher and higher and higher until I finally reached Harney’s Peak, which is now called Black Elk Peak. I don’t know why they changed it, but they did.  I remember last summer how beautiful the view was up from the fire lookout thing.  I was excited to see it.  Yeah…about that.
DSC_0701 (2).jpgI can’t say much about the view, but the fog was absolutely stunning.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

The Stairs….

DSC_0707 (2)bwYou can’t really tell from this picture, but these stairs were covered in snow and some ice.    That was fun at six something in the morning.  I was resilient, though. I  had walked to far and battled too many cold element consequences at that point to turn around.  Still, mainly because of time-that is a story for another day, which I assure you will be coming.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Winter In the Blackhills…

DSC_0645 (2)This is what hiking at 530 in the morning in the Blackhills in early May gets you.  I’m not much of a “love winter” kind of person, but this made it worth it.  Especially, considering that I underestimated how cold it was going to be on that trail and wasn’t really dressed for the occasion.   That is a post for another day, though.  For now, enjoy the view that I had forgotten its beauty.   DSC_0649 (2)

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography