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We headed to the mtns after our afternoon class only to be smacked in the face by cold temps and cold rain. The sheep & goats were too far up the mtn, darker skies were heading towards us. The photo opp just wasn’t worth the pain so down the mtn we went. Once down, did what I normally do, look for the light. It was north at the border so off we drove. The shacks are in the US, the clouds are in Canada.
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The clouds were wicked as the floated by battling with the sun. At one moment, it looked like a tornado was cutting across the distance ridge, then the blue sky would appear as if the storm was over only to go dark again the next moment. At the funkiest stop you’re ever going to find on a hwy, just a mile south of the Canada border, we spent a couple of hours just celebrating the magic of light.
Photos captured by D3x, 200-400VR / 14-24AFS on Lexar UDMA digital film