Looking back through my previous posts and my archives about Lake St. Clair, it seems I have been photographing here during the winter for a good 7 winters now. And you know what, I rarely photograph here at any other time of the year. Once the ice is gone, so is the solitude, so is the variety I have come to enjoy during the winter time. At other times of the year, I somewhat know what to expect the view to look like – and winter always keeps me guessing.
Yet, when the wind is blowing, and the forecast is in the single digits, I also admit that my motivation to face the elements becomes quite challenged. Most of the time, I really don’t know if I will make it out there until the morning of. I check the cloud cover forecast the night before, then the morning of. This particular shot was on a day where the forecast predicted about 90% cloud cover… so much for the forecast reliability!
So on days that I don’t really expect to get much, I usually return home with a few surprises. That’s all I have to keep in mind the next time I think about whimping out. With Groundhog day today, it is a reminder that the opportunities for this winter are waning.