As I have said before, I don’t do a lot of landscape stuff.
It might be because I have little patience for mother nature. (Even though fishing can be exactly that, but the idea that next week, or tomorrow, or even ten minutes from the moment you leave may be ten times better makes me twitchy.)
It might be because I feel that besides having a good grasp on how your camera functions, this kind of thing is a lot about luck and being in the right place at the right time. (It is)
It might be because I have never found a flash bright enough to light a mountain range. (Most likely)
But seriously, I think there is something about relying solely on natural conditions for success that makes me weary. (Even though, again, this is pretty much exactly like fishing) I want more control, I want to be able to force the good photo, which is a problem. I don’t like driving around,
That being said, I had a friend move away during summer for work. She asked me to send her photos of the monsoon weather, as she is feeling a little homesick. So this season, I am going to commit to try to capture some good Tucson storm stuff, and in doing so perhaps polish this skillset in the process.
The image above is the result of the actions below. This was yesterday evening, and my first hurry-up-and-wait storm session of the season.
Fingers crossed.
-Alex who should probably buy an umbrella.
You want a storm? I’ll bring my fly rod. A storm will arrive shortly thereafter.
You know this to be true.
Truth.
Homesick friend GREATLY appreciates the effort!