Here is the second batch of pics from my recent mountain trek with my son. I'm posting a more detailed account as a separate blog.
1. I wake up at 4 am, go to the kitchen to help make coffee, and chat over cups of coffee with local folk who volunteered for kitchen duty. A little past 5 am, standing at a nearby ridge overlooking the tent city, I catch the very first glimmer of dawn with this photo.
2. Just a few minutes later, the dawn gains the upper hand over the night sky. The shapes of the tents are barely visible in the shadows.
3. The dawn finally breaks. (The sky appears darker here compared to the previous photo, due to auto exposure settings having adjusted to the bright disk of the sun.)
4. I go down to the river under the dilapidated and unused footbridge, and catch the moon setting over the western ridge.
5. A few minutes later, I take another pic of the setting moon from another angle, showing the steel cables of the bridge. This and #4 are two of my favorite photos in our entire trip.
Batch C is next...
