I seem to be in a rut lately of just being able to either just miss an amazing shot, take a shot of something amazing and it come out like crap, or just have horrible enough luck for it to go all bad for me........

The saga continues with 3 more situations......

I was headed home from work Monday, and had PERFECT light on the mountains, So I get to the parking lot at the highway, and decide to hike up this hill. That was a good idea in theory, had I remembered gloves. I was trudging along and i was walking over the snow when I heard a very familiar, and bone chilling sound. and just as I planted my foot, the drift gave way. I fell in the drift that had to have been knee deep, maybe 3 feet at the most. but not having gloves I had to pull myself out. Bare handed. No who those of you who don't know what happens with we hands in the Wyoming winter with the wind blowing, you are talking frost bite in minutes. But bound and determined I kept going. I finally crested the hill. No light left.......

I was leaving work again Thursday, and the fog had come in and was sitting in the low spots, Well along the road you come to a spot where the hill actually breaks through the fog. I looked out, and again the sun was PERFECT on the mountains, the fog was so nice looking and covered up all the well out on the desert. So I stopped, got my camera, lens and monopod, and climbed in the back of the truck. I was working on a panorama, and all of a sudden I noticed the mountians on the north half of the range were gone..... The fog moved in and built up so fast, that I didn't even have 5 minutes to shoot anything.

Yesterday morning, I was woken up by my alarm. I crawled out of bed, hit the snooze, and turned around to go back to bed, but something wasn't right. I turned back, 6:40! SHIT! I have 20 minutes to do a drive that takes an hour and 15 minutes! So I call the boss, let him know I will be late. and I set out. I get just south of Farson, and I see this HUGE object swoop down, touch the road and land on a fencepost on the side of the road. I slow down, and then I notice. This MASSIVE Golden Eagle had just grabbed breakfast thanks to a passing car. And he was sitting on this post eating it. I pull over(already lat anyway, what is 5 more minutes?), get the camera and Telephoto lens out, roll down the window, and brace against the window frame. I push the button to meter, and the damn thing made the beep noise..... Almost instantly the eagle grabbed his food(a piece of rabbit) and flew away as fas as he could......... I shut that off before I put it away.....