It was a cold December day when the weather kept changing every minute. The few inches of snow made the climb harder, but once we reached the top all was worth it. A cold wind began to blow and the clouds covered the sun again. Thick mist started rolling down from the mountains and pouring everywhere. The landscape was changing right before our eyes.
The endless pine forests were engulfed by the mist and only a few rays of light managed to break trough to them. The whole landscape got a mysterious eerie beauty that was accentuated by the fact that there was no human being in sight for miles. We could really feel lost in the enormity of the landscape.
The only sound was the one of the cold wind blowing. The rush and background noise of everyday life vanishes is replaced by a calmness that you can’t find anywhere else. It always amazes me how the mist has the capacity to transform a landscape so fast and make it almost timeless. It’s this kind of mood and atmosphere, that feeling of being lost that I (and we at PhotoCosma) try to capture and transmit trough images.
I used a 300 mm tele lens to capture what was happening around me. I was so excited of what I was seeing that I realized a lot of the shots will come out blurry so I used a tripod. It proved to be a good decision as the light was scarce. The mist kept moving and transforming so I had a lot to photograph, but as the night approached I knew we still had a long way to go back again so I stopped and stared for a few minutes. The cold, the tiredness, the fact that we would have to walk a long way trough the dark – nothing mattered. Everything was perfect.
In late autumn the the difference in temperature leads to the formation of fog low in the valleys. This can create some really good conditions for landscapes early in the morning. I remember that when I took this photo it was a really cold autumn morning. The leaves of the trees had already fallen. The hills and meadows were shrouded in a layer of mist. Just minutes before the sun started to rise, I realized that the way the hills are oriented combined with the light from the rising sun will create something special, so I prepared my gear and decided to wait there. Minutes later the whole scene started to change and the fog trough the hills started to light up. The first rays from the sun lighted the fog that was present trough the hills and it made it look like it was emitting light and radiating a strange beautiful glow. The tree from the foreground of the photo gives a hint of just how big the whole landscape really is.
Such landscapes are timeless. Seeing them you get transposed hundred of years ago back to the medieval age, where stories of fantasy lands were created and legends were born. I guess it’s this kind of timelessness that I search for when I go out shooting. Looking at this photo you can’t really put a time stamp on it. It could be made yesterday or hundred of years ago.