I love the story of Ansel Adams taking one of his most famous photos, Moonrise, Hernandez, New Mexico, 1941. It is one of my favorites & of course this is no where near the caliber of that or any of his images, but I couldn't help thinking of it while driving along I90 this morning.
Here is another stop for the moon & mountains:
It was a cold, crisp, sunlit morning; 27°. I'm glad I stopped at a Walmart & bought a scraper - there was a layer of ice & snow on the RAV4. The Bozeman Days Inn does a cooked to order hot breakfast that was excellent. After that it was off to Butte, MT and the various passes between Bozeman & Washington state. I didn't need to worry about them, even though I talked with a couple of people that had to wait a couple of days before they could cross. Today it was crystal clear, both the road & the skies.
I made a short stop to take a photo of the mountains outside of Bozeman. I believe is part of the Tobacco Root range; someone can correct me if I'm wrong. In any case, no photograph does it justice - If I stayed in Bozeman for a couple days I sure I could come up with something without a telephone pole growing out of the center, but I was still in a hurry to get to the pass at Butte while the sky was clear. In any case, Bozeman is surrounded by mountains, most of which are snow covered this time of year. Very pretty!