Now that I’m sensitized to ice crystals I’m looking for them everywhere. This day there was quite a bit of melt and the ice had more rounded edges.
Mt. Race, Massachusetts. All of these shots were taken in a single puddle on the Appalachian Trail on the north ridge of Mt. Race. I don’t know enough about ice crystals to understand why some puddles produce crystals and others don’t but when I find a patch of great crystals like this it’s like finding gold. The only downside is that the gloves come off and one’s hands can get cold in a long session. The day I took these was relatively mild so hands didn’t suffer and as a result, more ice shots.
Race Brook Falls, Massachusetts. On the way down from Mt. Race Loren and I noticed a great reflection in the new ice on Race Brook. To the left in this frame the brook makes a small drop over some rocks making ripples that are freezing in this pool. I’m beginning to see how these wonderful ice patterns form and it’s going to help me look for spots where I can shoot more.
While hiking up Bear Mountain today we stopped a few times to take pictures of ice. As someone with Raynaud’s syndrome (cold hands from a faulty thermostat) it’s tough to take gloves off and take pictures on cold days. A solution for me is carrying hand warmers and more serious mittens for the times I get in trouble. I used both today and the problem abated quickly and we had a great hike.
Bear Mountain, Connecticut. Hiking around the back side of Bear Mountain we encountered more mountain laurels coated with ice. The hike was both wonderful and terrible: under two feet of snow was running water from rain and melt off and every now and than we’d break through the crust and get soaked in the “stream” under the trail. The pleasures (tortures) of spring hiking…
Bear Mountain, Connecticut. We hiked up Under-mountain trail onto the Appalachian Trail and up onto Bear Mountain the other day and the last 500 feet of elevation gain saw everything coated with ice. It was a beautiful scene and we stood around photographing so long our hands got cold and we had to get moving again. We could have spent hours here with tripods and DSLRs and macro lenses but alas, it was about 20 F with wind, not a great environment for relaxed photography.