Same thing as yesterday – straight up a mountain after work. This time on Funäsdalsberget, because for years I have been dreaming about getting a killer panorama of Anåfjället and it was borderline possible that the conditions would be right today. Evening light, some nice clouds… that would be the ticket. It started promisingly, I had both clouds and light, but it didn’t last for long. After an hour of hiking up and down the ridges on Funäsberget, all hope of getting the light back was lost. I’ll keep dreaming.
You know what they say about fishing, if it was easy, they’d call it catching? I think it applies to photography as well. If it was easy, they’d call it taking pictures!
