Sometimes it is worth pushing yourself. I woke up this morning at five o'clock warm in my bed with two of the four dogs snuggled tight against me and I asked myself "Do I really want to get up and brave the freezing weather for a few pictures?" But the freeze is supposed to be coming to an end and I hate having regrets so I got up to take the dogs for a walk before heading out the door.
I drove out to Vista House first. Lately I seem to be stopping there a lot but we had a dazzling sunrise yesterday and I was hoping for a repeat performance. It didn't happen. But I did get some nice pictures and caught the sunrise.
Then I drove out to Latourell Falls where I slid on some hidden ice but got some great views as well. There were a number of other places to stop but I headed straight for Multnomah Falls. When I got there I encountered a few other people, almost all with cameras and tripod, and one guy told me he went yesterday morning but it was so packed with people (again, mostly photographers) that he left and returned today. It was beautiful and the ice buildup was quite impressive.
When I returned to my car it was time for a tough decision, wether or not to go out to Ruckle Creek. It is a bit of a hike in and the area is so sheltered it might not be that great. Still, it was only a fifteen minute drive away and another ten minute walk to so I decided to make the most of the morning. When I arrived I stopped dead in my tracks.
I had been visiting some of the biggest and most spectacular waterfalls in the gorge this morning and Ruckle Creek was by far the most beautiful. The problem with being so impressive is the volume and velocity of the water disrupts a lot of the ice buildup and the little streams lack the flow to keep them from freezing entirely. But Ruckle Creek has about the perfect balance of grandeur and with slow enough water movement to have really good accumulation. I spent over an hour moving around and taking pictures from different angles; each was so different. Then I had to switch lenses and focus more on the details. I was wet and cold but completely entranced by the beautiful that I didn't care.
The ice took on a lacy quality. Thin and going from opaque to translucent, it has so much delicate texture and detail to enjoy. I love that the rocks were incased in ice and I can't tell if there is more ice forming or if the existing ice was melting but it was beautiful and I am so happy that I decided to leave the comfort of my warm bed and cuddle dogs for a little winter adventure this morning.
Canon 1D X, Canon 24-70/f2.8L Mark II
35mm, f5.6, 1/2 sec @ 100 ISO