The early morning wind catches the edge of a cornice, swirling bits of crystalline snow down-glacier. The sky is still a deep violet blue, the mountains outlined in the pastel palette of dawn. I’ve been climbing steadily for nearly five hours by the light of a Petzl headlamp and the promise of sun is a welcome sight. Pausing for a moment, I secure my ice axe and reach deep inside my jacket. Food can wait, water is secondary. I need to capture this moment, this mountain waking up.
I steady the camera, holding my breath to keep the vapor trail from wrecking the shot. This is the Journey, the upward ascent, the time between yesterday and tomorrow.
This is my journey. As a mountaineer, freelance writer and photographer, my specialty is capturing progress.