Windy Wintry Eastern Sierras | One Photo

In the early spring of 2020, right before the world seems to have collapsed, I was in the Eastern Sierras, living out of an old Dodge. The Eastern Sierras is probably my favourite place on Earth, and that time, they were the most beautiful I’ve ever seen them, as if they knew I wouldn’t be able to visit for a long time to come, if ever.

On one evening, I was returning to where I slept in the car from Mammoth, and just as the sun disappeared beyond the Sierra peaks, the winds picked up and started to sweep the fresh dusting of snow off them. The play of light together with the airborne snow dust created the most beautiful moments. I stopped at the side of the road and sat on the roof of the old car, enthralled by the dance of elements up in the domain of birds.

And for a few moments, it felt as if I myself could fly up there.

Those feelings of absolute freedom and absolute beauty… they help me to keep moving when the going gets tough.

I can’t wait to be back in the Sierras — but for now, I can at least remember all the beautiul moments I experienced there, of which this is only one.

One-Photo Series:

Grand Teton

Foggy Redwoods

Half Dome

Bridalveil Fall

Crater Lake

Mt Rainier

Mount Adams

Black Butte Drowned in Color

Years of Wisdom

Logan Pass View