Description I was in the Tetons for a couple of days and decided to visit famous 'Ox Bow Bend' early one morning. It had rained much of the previous night. I got there about an hour before sunrise and had a bowl of granola as I waited. With the first hint of light I scouted out my spot. First I climbed up a hill. I had seen a photo taken from high by a photographer friend of mine that I had liked, but just couldn't seem to find the spot; so back down to river's edge I went. It was plenty light enough to see by now, and I didn't like what I saw. The clouds were heavy and thick. No pretty light at all. I decided to wait....I didn't have anywhere else to be....as I watched other hearty souls give up and leave. This wasn't 'the day' I heard over and over. There I sat, in the mud at the edge of the river, debating where I would 'try' next; when suddenly, like the Red Sea parting before Moses, the clouds opened to reveal the dark form of Mt. Moran, and just as suddenly a glorious beam of light inflamed the fall aspens along the shore! The clouds that had parted were almost fluorescent in a pinkish glow! It lasted less that a minute, thirty seconds I would say, and it was over. I was left again sitting in the near darkness contemplating the magnificence of the universe.
Alan Sachanowski, Montana Member Since October 2008 Artist Statement Having a passion for America's wild and beautiful places, I am blessed to live in one of the most beautiful places in the world, the Northern Rockies, where I have found inspiration for over four decades.
I enjoy sharing my photographs and hopefully, in doing so, my reverence and deep respect for the untamed beauty of the Rocky Mountains and for each and every creature that lives there.