I went out shooting again tonight. There was a big storm that would be breaking and creating that beautifully magical light I call the "magic minute". This is that fleeting light that only happens during certain times, when a big storm begins to break in the western sky, late in the day. This light is part of what's called the "golden hour" only more dramatic.
However, the shot above, was not the shot I was after tonight. That was a last minute shot after I had already gone back to my truck and was putting everything away.
The shot I was really after evaded me tonight.
The clouds stayed somewhat low, slightly hiding the top of the mountain, as in this image on the left, with the rainbow, however, I still like this shot. I love the way the rainbow and sun hitting the hillside work together to immediately draw you deep into the photo.
The clouds were still pretty low when I took the top photo, just before leaving, but because of the dramatic light and beautiful clouds, it still works as far as I'm concerned.
Here is another one I shot at the same time just to show how low the sun was on the horizon.
It takes more than just the sun low in the sky to get that ultra saturated light that only lasts a few minutes, it also takes some heavy cloud cover to act as a giant reflector and bounce the light back down to the ground.
I still don't have the shot I'm really after and I feel like I'm a hunter, stalking the light, waiting for everything to come together at the same time while I wait patiently from my staked out position. That is about the best way I can describe it. I'll be back until I'm satisfied I couldn't take a better shot from this area.