Mountain goats are always atop the list of wildlife I hope to photograph when visiting Colorado in the summer. Closely behind come moose, another animal I don't see in Texas. My go-to place and time for bull moose in the past has been Brainard Lake at sunrise. So stifling a groan I set another 4 a.m. alarm, won the argument with my objecting brain when it went off, and drove up to see what I could see.
No moose were visible in the willows when I arrived, so I stole a moment to shoot the soft sunrise colors over Brainard Lake.
I love how these rocks cast such long shadows when the sun is so low in the sky.
Moose, alas, eluded me. A grazing mule deer buck was my consolation, for which I was not ungrateful.
No trip to Brainard Lake is complete without making the hike to Lake Isabelle. It may be my very Front Range hike -- four miles roundtrip is a distance that gives you a workout without completely wearing you out, it's got just enough elevation gain to get the heart pumping, the mix of cascades and wildflowers along the trail are a visual treat, and the payoff at the end with the lake and peaks never disappoints. And at this early hour I was even able to get a parking spot at the trailhead instead of having to walk the extra mile from Brainard Lake.
Did I mention the cascades? I continue to be an unapologetic sucker for scenes with running water.
This view would be nowhere near as interesting without the wispy clouds in the sky.
Lake Isabelle itself provides a perfect opportunity for a panoramic. So I took one.
The sun hadn't risen high enough to wash out the scene, so I just kept finding other spots along the south shore with interesting compositions and continued shooting.
I thought these gnarled trunks would be more compelling than they turned out to be. Hey, not every swing is a home run.
Moving water in the foreground, snow-kissed peaks in the background? That's a winning combo.
This picturesque runoff is like the gatekeeper for the lake. The shadows from nearby trees were actually a little too distracting when I arrived, but had receded by the time I left to no longer compete with the view of the water.
I took the previous shot from atop this wooden bridge, then backed up to include the plank in this shot. That simple shift of just a few feet results in an image that tells a completely different story. Photography is like writing in that way -- being intentional about what you include and exclude is how you exert control over the narrative. When trying to figure out which of my images I prefer, the decision typically comes down to which better reflects the story I'm trying to tell.
The moral of this story: Who needs moose? :)
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