Right Place, Wrong Time

A well-worn cliche, yes, but certainly true when it comes to photography.

Our first trek to the Tetons was marred by bad timing and poor planning on my part, as I wasn’t aware of the positioning of the mountains in relation to the direction of the sunlight.

Long story short, Dinah and I arrived in the very late morning and missed the window of beautiful early light on the amazing mountain range. All that was left was a high sky with a hazy view of the peaks. We salvaged the day by hiking around Jenny Lake (not the easiest hike for an old guy) and then scouting the best-angle locations for our return trip a few days later.