A little luck can go a long way.
As a photographer, one of the hardest things for me to plan is a second visit to somewhere. Do you want to shoot new spots? Do you want to revisit the older spots that you didn’t quite get the “shot” at on your last visit? This trip to Glacier was just like that. We left Utah at 7:00am and rolled into Glacier just before sunset, and a mad dash was on to attempt to make it to Hidden Lake, a place I shot on my first trip to no success. Halfway up the going-to-the-sun road it became apparent the drive was much longer than I remembered, and when you factored in the time we’d have to hike, this mission had failure written all over it. So I cut my losses and shot sunset from one of the many pull outs that line the going-to-the-sun road. While there, in between kicking myself for not making it to Hidden Lake and wondering if I should try for another spot, the sky exploded in color directly in front of me while the rest of the park continued on. It’s moments like these that remind me that sometimes it’s all about being in the right place at the right time.