Friday, September 24, 2010
I’ve got a huge (huge!) pile of pictures that I got while I was up in Whistler a few weeks ago, and I haven’t been slowly doling them out like I intended to. Until today, I’ve only just posted the one. In hindsight, posting a completely unrelated picture from Blackcomb yesterday doesn’t really help with that effort, especially because I chose one from when I was skiing in basically the exact same spot where I was hiking. So, rather than using the image I had originally earmarked for today, I’ll instead use this one.
This is Fitzsimmons Creek. It runs down through the lowlands, basically right between the village and the upper village. The water in the creek is very milky, because it’s got a lot of glacial meltwater running through it, which tends to be really silty and full of minerals and such. (Basically the same idea behind the White River that flows out of Mt. Rainier National Park and all of the crazy aquamarine water in North Cascades National Park.)
So, I’m not sure if this picture has the same effect on anyone else that it does on me, but for some reason the color of those rocks in front just does something to me. For whatever reason, that’s what drew my eye in originally when I was walking past, and now I can’t stop looking at this picture. It’s inexplicable, but it eats away at me. Weird, right?
Notes: Canon EOS Rebel T1i, Tamron 17-50mm f/2.8 lens. 1/250s, f/6.3, ISO 200. Focal length: 41mm.