The night was falling and the sea of clouds was breaking up. I could then see both the valley and the snowy summits.
At the clouds boundary
Clouds were covering the whole valley and most of the summits. At the clouds boundary, I could see the Rochers du Midi and even the Mont-Blanc.
I think that bad weather suits undergrowths perfectly to undergrowths. They are the most beautiful with rain, snow, or even thick fog.
Panoramic view of the Dent de Crolles
When reaching the summit, we were into the clouds. We decided to wait and see the clouds could suddenly go down. When confidence and hope left, the magic happened.
Between blue and orange
The eastern fence of the Vercors halves the landscape. On the valley side, the cloudy sky gives a blue hue. On the Vercors plain side, the sunset colours the sky with orange.
On the way to the Petit Veymont
On the way to the Petit Veymont, when turning around, one would contemple a beautiful view of the Pas des Bachassons.
A lighthouse in the storm
Getting lost in the storm is not possible. As a lighthouse, the sun brings a life-saving light.
When walking, a dreamer does not look at his foot but at the top of the trees. It can be dangerous, but it is so beautiful.
Being on stage
Being on stage requires a few sacrifices, like going back and forth on the snowy slopes, check on the expected picture, and, do it again.
It was snowing all day long. The Vercors slopes were all white, trees loaded with snow. To my delight, the sun drilled the cloudy sky just before setting.
Enchantment in Chartreuse
Far away, thunder was rolling, rain was falling. Yet a slight hope came from the West where the sky was cloudless. The sun passed below the clouds and brought its magic.
In summertime, when heat becomes too heavy, storms arise. They may be strong and violent. Then flashes permanently illuminate the sky. A lucky photographer could capture one of them.
This morning, the mist was persistent. During only a few minutes, it let me see the ridges and summits of the Vercors.
On this ridge running from the Mont-Barral till the Jocou, the snow went up in smoke, like it was evaporating by a sunset too colourful.
The Mont-Aiguille is a legendary mountain of the Massif du Vercors. With an elevation of 2,085 m (6,841 ft), it is the birthplace of mountaineering.
In this early February morning, there was a nice surprise for the sunrise: soft pastel colours.
By the sea as well as mountains, waves may surge. By the mountains, they are harmless since the seay is composed of clouds.
I usually dislike strong lights with vivid colours. However I have to admit that it can sometimes enhance the 3D effect of an image.
There are big surprises in the winter mornings. They are either uncomfortable like a biting cold or pleasant like a pink sky.
Soft atmosphere of first snow
Don’t trust the soft colours of this picture, they lie. This morning was windy, very windy. It was difficult to warm up, especially fingers.
What do you feel when looking at this picture ? Personally, I remember a strong wind making snow circle in the air and looking like mist.
Fog on the way to the Grand Rocher
Just before reaching the summit of the Grand Rocher, the atmosphere was there. Between fog and sun, the landscape looked like postcard scenery.
Before going to the office
Lucky are the Grenoble inhabitants who can go for ski touring before going to work.
Succession of ridges
In the Massif des Bauges, there are ridges endlessly, kind of a succession of images, which are definitely attractive.
Sea of clouds at the Pas de la Balme
From the Pas de la Balme,either in summertime or in wintertime like here, the view of the Vercors is stunning.
Light on the Petit Som
Although the Grand Som was overshadowed by big dark clouds, the Petit Som remained illuminated by an unexpected light.
Into the Pas de l’Oeille
Passing above the clouds and contemplating the sunset are part of the autumn pleasures.