It was awfully pretty — and awfully cold — this morning before skiing.

It was awfully pretty — and awfully cold — this morning before skiing.

Surely fishermen understand the experience of going to a familiar spot and have fish after fish land in the creel. So it was that night at the Elk Refuge in Jackson Hole, when clouds materialized above the Sleeping Indian — the formation formally known as Sheep Mountain, but so-called for obvious reasons. The particular trick on this evening was that as the large clouds materialized behind the Sleeping Indian, the sun that illuminated them kept slipping behind clouds to the west.
The clouds were enormous, and spectacular. We actually thought we had gotten the pictures we came for when we drove a few miles further up the dirt road.
Distant Jackson Peak — all the way across the valley from the Tetons — was similarly lit by this magical light. And then we saw, from a different angle, how the clouds were lining up with the Sleeping Indian’s face and headdress.
This rendered the Tetons themselves perhaps the fourth most magnificent sight in the valley.
It was one of those nights.
We had great fun out West principally using the Leica Monochrom (typ-246) to capture images of Jackson Hole in black and white. Every once in a while, though, a natural experiment takes place where we come across an image we took in color that is virtually the same as what was captured in black and white. Monochrome has stopping power, timelessness. Ah, but sometimes color nails it. You be the judge.
That’s the way our M-240 caught the sunset underneath the Sleeping Indian, with the 75mm APO-Summicron-Asph. And this is the way our Monochrom caught it with the 50mm APO.
We thought the black and white image was nice enough to print. But we now believe color wins here, hands down. Yes, you do not need a monochrome-only camera to make such experiments, but as readers of Tulip Frenzy know, we like the idea of deliberately going out to take monochrome-only images. This time, though, we’re glad we brought along the M.
My wife believes that snow is only great when you visit it, not the other way around. We thought of that this morning, in solidarity with our friends in Boston. It reminded us of how great snowshoeing in Jackson Hole can be — and how awful it is to be in a city digging, digging, digging out from blizzards. Leica Monochrom, 28mm Summicron Asph, New Years Eve 2012.
Leica M, Vario-Elmar-R 80-200 @80
There are evenings when people entertain themselves by watching television, or going online, or playing pinochle. And then there are nights when, with a minimum of searching, entertainment can be had by simply driving along a road with your eyes open.
Throughout the summer, there have been a few bulls to be seen off in the distance. And then there was the night when three came up close to the river, while a hundred yards away, a cow was to be seen with two calves. That’s entertainment.