‘Some days are dry, some days are leaky
Some days come clean, other days are sneaky
Some days take less, but most days take more
Some slip through your fingers and onto the floor …’
FRISCO — Friday dawned as a beautiful, classic late-December day, with single-digit temps, hazy skies and shimmering snow flurries, so I did what I usually do; loaded the dogs into the car and headed out for an early morning photo session, starting on the Tenderfoot trail to catch the early morning light on the Gore Range. After the dogs had their romp, we headed back via Swan Mountain Road. The light was still good when we reached Sapphire Point, so we stopped again, but when I tried to pull out of the parking lot, I some grinding underneath the car, then … nothing, except the sound of rubber wheels spinning in the snow. When I got out to have a look, I immediately saw a C-V joint and a couple of bearings laying in the snow behind the right front wheel. Oh well, like the song says, “Some days come clean, other days are sneaky.”
While waiting for the tow truck, I decided to shoot a few frames. Why waste good light, right? With a few stalks of frost-coated grass and partial sunlight, I tried to capture the feel of a cold winter morning, happy that the car was stuck in a beautiful spot, and not on the shoulder of I-70.