A solitary fisherman casts his line into the misty morning water. This dramatically lit black and white photograph was taken at Silver Lake, which is part of the June Lake Loop in the Eastern Sierra in California.
The early morning light was dramatic, the mist was amazing, and all looks calm, beautiful, and tranquil. However, the one thing that this photograph fails to capture is that it was really, really cold! I will freely admit that I am a cold wimp, and despite my multiple layers, awkward winter coat, and a silly hat, my fingers and toes became numb with the cold. I waited for this shot for quite sometime, “nonchalantly” standing around pretending to be otherwise occupied while the fisherman rummaged through his bag and did various other non-photogenic activities. Finally, he lifted his arm, gracefully and skillfully casting his line into the cold autumn water of Silver Lake. I quickly took one photograph, and this is it.
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