The sound of silence …
- January 29th, 2013
- Posted in color . lightroom . nature . photography . Photoshop . travel . wildlife
- By arno
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I tend to think I’m a social (sociable) guy. But I know I also love solitude. I love to go out by myself, to places where I know I’m alone, where no one can hear me, where I can hear no one.
When I was in the Rocky Mountains with my Buddy Wayne we had an absolute great time, spent together of course, mostly. But there was one moment when we were supposed to shoot the sunrise over Grand Lake, but replanned because there was too thick a fog. We went out on a hike instead and at some point I ventured one way and he the other. I veered off the path and walked about half a mile or so into the bushes, until just at the edge of the forest line.
See, not very good for sunrise, or what?
Anyway… I stood there, at the treeline, for about half an hour. Quiet. Listening. Listening to the occasional sound of bellowing elk. The sound of the leaves in the trees, crackling like they do when they’re half froze but still won’t give up the effort to move in the wind. But mostly… the sound of silence. It’s beautiful. It’s peaceful. It’s meditative. It makes you forget where you are. The beauty with these kinds of situations is, that even though it’s completely silent for awhile, you know for sure that you’re not alone. But if you stay put, and don’t move (or when you do or have to, do it really, really slow), you may be surprised to find yourself in some really cool company.
It was awesome. I tell you. Of course it wasn’t standing next to me, it was probably about… 200m / 600ft away. But still, relatively close… such an elegant male, with a rack like that, just nonchalantly strolling along the bushes. And looking at me… It’s awesome.
Yeah, it could’ve been a black bear, I realize. In which case it would’ve still been awesome, but things may not have ended in the same way as they did
It’s a completely different feeling than when you pull up behind the other 10 cars with people (and their pockets / cellphones with flash). This is the real deal. This is the deal where you get goosebumps all over. But not because it’s cold. This is “being part of your environment”. I can recommend it to anyone






Loved your final photo – such a breath-taking image ! You always took such great photos in rmsp !
Great story, experience and images! Reminded me of one winter, when I had a photo project in mind for an RMSP class I was taking. The project required sunshine coming through my window and a crystal that scattered rainbows around the room, which my 1 year old granddaughter loved chasing and trying to catch. But no sign of sunshine for days on end! On the day before class – a foggy day, I trudged up the hill on my usual walk, feeling somewhat dejected. But as I walked, out of the fog, I began to respond to the particular quality of light and half hidden shapes in the fog. Out of that walk, I developed a series of images that became favorites of mine, and I learned something. I’m grateful for the reminder to stay in the present, and discover what magic lies waiting when we venture out into what IS! (I need to go back and find those film images, and scan them, or….. better yet!…. step out into this overcast, crusty winter day with my camera in hand!
Very cool, Arno…