Okay, so it was too damn cloudy get a good shot of the Flatirons from Chautauqua, so I hiked up to the base of Flatiron #1, which is the northernmost one. I set out from home expecting the clouds to break about 10 am, bathing the Flatirons in a nice light. My luck, the clouds never broke, and it just got colder and snowier. Which isn’t a bad thing, I have a philosophy about photography and weather; some of the most dramatic photos come from the worst weather. Here are some of the results.
