Picture: Storm clouds envelope a mountain peak in Glacier National Park, Montana
Do you see the giant rock-eating monster? You can almost hear it saying, “Nom, Nom, Nom.”
Have you ever had that feeling like a wave has come upon you and simply swallowed you up whole? Rather than a literal ‘beach’ wave, I’m thinking more about the ethereal, ephemeral waves, be they atmospheric, emotional, motivational, or even more simply put, one of those big ‘Life’ waves.
I feel like I’ve been in one of those waves lately. Like all waves, I experience both crests and troughs. On the crest side of the occasion, I’ve been really busy since January fielding lots of business items. But with each crest comes a trough, including a restriction on the amount of time I’ve had available to do certain other business things which have slipped off the radar. One of these items has been the absence of posting new material to my blog.
There are lots of things I’ve been wanting to share. Some of these things have extended as far back as last summer, including sharing more of pictures directly on my blog. Given that a few of these recent waves started hitting me just around the holidays last year, I feel like I’ve got some making up to do.
Given all that, I thought this would be a good picture to start with. My kids and I were traveling through Glacier National Park last summer when we stopped near Logan Pass just as the clouds from an incoming storm system started moving in from the east. As a photographer, seeing these waves of atmospheric conditions washing over the landscape provides some of my all-time favorite things to shoot. Watching this one clouds move over this isolated peak was like watching the land being devoured. “Nom, Nom, Nom.”
This image was shot with my Nikon D800 and an 80-400mm VR lens.
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Gary Crabbe is an award-winning commercial and editorial outdoor travel photographer and author based out of the San Francisco Bay Area, California. He has seven published books on California to his credit, including “Photographing California; v1-North”, which won the prestigious 2013 IBPA Benjamin Franklin Gold Medal award as Best Regional title. His client and publication credits include the National Geographic Society, the New York Times, Forbes Magazine, TIME, The North Face, Subaru, L.L. Bean, Victoria’s Secret, Sunset Magazine, The Nature Conservancy, and many more. Gary is also a photography instructor and consultant, offering both public and private photo workshops. He also works occasionally a professional freelance Photo Editor.
Hi Gary, having grown up on Long Island (NY) the daughter of a former lifeguard who taught me to ride waves (“ride waves” was the prehistoric term before “bodysurf”), I can relate to your imagery and to the feelings you describe. Problem usually is getting the help to swim up to that next crest! I love the photo you’ve posted here — very powerful. People like you remind and challenge me that I don’t do nearly as much as I should with my photo blog. Thank you.
Like Nancy de Flon, I spent a lot of time on the Long Island beaches “riding the waves”. My older brother taught me how. I never would have been brave enough to try it alone. That feeling you get when the undertow pulls the sand right out from under your feet is pretty unnerving. But he was always right there to help me if I needed him. I think Nancy is right – we usually do need a helping hand getting back up again and out to where the waves are not yet breaking, for a smooth ride~