I waited under the canopy of the fast moving storm cell with my eyes glazing upwards towards the mountain top shrouded in the turbulent fog blanketing its ridgeline. Looking eastward, I knew the sun would have to rise aft the mountain – bursting up thru the misty vapors and burn off the fog.
I framed my Images and waited for the clouds and sun to do its dance and tug and pull for control of the morning. It was one of those romancing the cool morning light moments. To realize that feeling on my D3s and 80-300mm, I chose autowhite balance, standard picture control and pushed my ISO to soften the pixels.
