I stood on the banks of Elk Lake at dawn as Mt. Bachelor slipped into view, its silhouette mirrored perfectly in the glassy water. Large swathes of mist drifted and rolled across the lake, softening the light and lending the scene a quiet, transient mood. I watched the vapor swirl around the mountain’s reflection, waiting for the precise moment when composition, color, and motion aligned—then made this exposure.
I stood on the banks of Elk Lake at dawn as Mt. Bachelor slipped into view, its silhouette mirrored perfectly in the glassy water. Large swathes of mist drifted and rolled across the lake, softening the light and lending the scene a quiet, transient mood. I watched the vapor swirl around the mountain’s reflection, waiting for the precise moment when composition, color, and motion aligned—then made this exposure.