Taggert Lake was my last chance.
One last excruciatingly early morning came and my body could definitely feel it. Today was the day I would depart the great Grand Teton National Park in Wyoming. I knew that this was my last morning to capture the beautiful scenery on display.
I stepped outside one last time and while the starlit sky was amazing, it also meant that there was probably no dramatic weather looming in the Tetons which can often make for magical conditions.
I would soon learn that I was wrong.
We pulled up to the trailhead at Taggert Lake and secured our headlamps. Off we went, racing the rising sun to Taggert Lake.
The ambient light slowly shaped the landscape among us, and my excitement grew with every step.
A thin layer of fog smothered the surroundings just right to add a little extra drama. A wildfire in proximity added some smoke.
This concoction made for some amazing conditions to capture the beauty of Taggert Lake.
This scene is one I've been trying to capture for years. The simplicity of nature's silhouette framed in the sun is pure magic.
The rising sun skims the Grand Tetons to unveil an amazing landscape.
I surveyed every angle to capture the rising sun over the forest.
Look carefully at the tree and see the miracle of its existence.
A bridge welcomes vast exploration and I gladly accepted the invitation.
The fall colors sprinkled across the shoreline is something I could not resist.
I was captivated by the bird admiring this amazing scene. This reminds me of a Bob Ross painting.
I enjoyed the serene feeling of this moment as everything was completely still.
I attempted to capture all of the splendid details and elements that made Taggert Lake so special.
One of my absolute favorite pictures from my time at Taggert Lake is this one since it was such an unexpected surprise. The trio of birds perfectly placed made it even more special.
