Pecos Wilderness Sturm und Drang
Well, I guess you could say I missed the meteor shower Thursday night! I was too busy hunkering down in my tent after fleeing off the top of East Pecos Baldy. New Mexico is prized for its lurid sunsets, but this was one of the most unnerving evenings I’ve seen, a wave of darkness incoming with bloody light behind. I had backpacked in to Pecos Baldy Lake, set up camp, and headed up to the peak for sunset. When I got to the summit, I pretty much despaired of photography for the evening: ugly clouds moving in, with a thick wall to the west that no light was going to break through.
But something one must always keep in mind in landscape photography: the sunset’s not over till it’s over. I retreated down to timberline, more or less (about 12,200 hereabouts; Northern Rockies folks have it so easy!), and ate my supper, waited out a rain squall, then headed back to the crest to see what might be doing. I’m glad I did! I whipped out the tripod and snapped photos for five minutes while praying for friendly electromagnetic properties.
The shot above is looking north to the Truchas Peaks; below is the view southwest to West Pecos Baldy and the Espanola Valley. After a few shots I ran for it, inadvertently bumping a very large elk herd off the saddle above the lake in the near darkness. As I scurried into my tent, the clouds descended and the rain unleashed.