Over the last couple of decades the Blue Ridge Mountains have become an important feature of my education in photography. One of my very first DSLR shots, and one that I still treasure, was taken from the parking lot at the top of Grandfather Mountain, looking out across the expansive forest that defines the Blue Ridge Mountains. I’ve spent years exploring the exquisite Blue Ridge Parkway, searching for the ideal composition to capture the magic of the rolling hills. Often this has been done close to sunset and in the cold of winter, hiking to and from very inconveniently placed parking lots. Grandfather Mountain, Price Park, and the Linn Cove Viaduct have been my preferred locations. While I’ve taken many memorable shots of the Blue Ridge Mountains, but I do have a nagging feeling that there is a special shot that I have yet to capture. So, I will soldier on, making the most of this magnificent corner of America.
