I hitchhiked from LA'bri, down the Alpsinto Montreux with Heidi (Australian), Donna (British) and Suzie (Canadian) ... they decided they wanted to on on a boat tour around the lake... I decided to walk. I simply couldn't bring myself to leave the waterside to wander into town... I simply walked, continually staring at the stunning mountain range.
18mm, f5.6 @ 1/2000 I sat on the hill and watched the peaks and valleys. The view was the definition of grandeur. I was awed. Every crevasse and peak was crystal clear in my vision—nothing was hidden by clouds, fog or mist. I hadn't been sitting for more than 10 minutes before a heavy fog began to roll in—it enveloped every tree and every stone... what was once perfectly clear only minutes before had now been completely hidden in the fog... and you know what? Everything was still just as breathtaking; I was still in awe. The majesty and grandeur had not been lost in the fog... no... I was, strangely, still filled with awe by just knowing that these stunning crags were still there... simply invisible and unseen.
I think the feeling and experience is similar to that of walking with God. When you can feel and sense Him, or when you see Him work, you are captured in wonder... yet, even when He has withdrawn the sense and feeling of His presence, I am still brought to my knees in humble adoration of His glory and majesty—because, even through He may be hidden in the fog, He is still out there... more real, concrete and Holy than I will ever understand in my life.
21mm, f4.5 @ 1/400 We traveled for two hours into a small mountain village called Sirince. It was AMAZING. The people were just like what 'Turkish village people' should look like. I could easily live in this quaint little haven hidden among the mountains and olive trees.
27mm, f5.6 @ 1/250
35mm, f5.6 @ 1/1250
22mm, f3.5 @ 1/4000
