The End of 24hrs on the Platte

I spent more time here on the Platte then just 24hrs, but this is how this 24hrs ended. It ended with a moral!

We arrived at the bridge to see this, gray skies with gray birds landing in gray water. Yuck! It might just be enough to really depress you. Unless you know better and have the Radar App on your iPhone. With it and some years behind you, you could see to the west there were no clouds. Gray clouds in front of you, clear on the horizon can only mean one thing boys and girls!

Color! Yeah baby, five minutes before official sunset and the color started to glow. And what a cool color it was for a few moments!

Then it went to the more typical reds of sunset. I felt sorry for those who left early, when the gray skies abound because I know they looked back in their review mirror to see this. Putting in the time once there is the easy part, especially when you’re already there and you have fifteen thousand Sandhill Cranes flying in! Mark even put up the hood on his hoodie because of the fear of being bombed! It was a spectacular end to a spectacular this 24hrs on the Platte!

Photos captured by D3x, 600VR w/TC-20e3 / 70-200VR2 / 600VR w/TC-20e3on Lexar UDMA digital film