Sunday was a chilly albeit not frigid day. It started out with that nice soft sunrise but there wasn’t much of a hint at what the northern end of Quabbin was like.
After I packed up, I decided to ride up 202 and see what was happening. I hoped for some ice but really didn’t see anything that piqued my interest until I got to Gate 29 where the Middle Branch of the Swift River passes under the highway. On the east side, where I have never photographed before, was frost coating most everything. I don’t think the layout for a composition is the best, but all that frost deserved attention. Some day I’ll plan on climbing down into the area and see what possibilities exist but for Sunday this shot from the edge of the road gave a good impression of the hoary cold.
Best wishes for 2020, everyone. Stay safe if you party tonight. 🙂