Webber Falls was a place I had tried to get to previously. That failed journey resulted in the photos from my previous post “Truckee Adventure,” which I am quite happy with.
The road not being closed this time, I was able to make it to the unmarked dirt road turn-off for Webber Falls, which happened to be an unmarked snowbank instead. Taking it on foot, I meandered through the snowy woods towards the sound of the falls and was able to find it with very little trouble.
I had read that Spring was a good time to visit the falls due to the above average flow during this time. I planned it right, and the falls was raging! Coming up on the falls from above was a great site.
Traversing the slope on the left-hand side of the falls was a little more difficult, not to mention super sketchy. The ground was saturated by the snowmelt and multiple small streams of water flowing down to meet the river. Obviously, I had to get down to get a full frontal view of the falls, so I continued cautiously.
Over and Over Again
Needless to say, the waterfall was a site to see, and I was the only one there to see it.
Checking It Out
This was another time to utilize both my neutral density filter and my intervalometer. While I wasn’t doing an timelapse shots, the intervalometer was good for delay. My camera timer only has a 10 second delay, and with this terrain that just wasn’t enough time. Being able to select the delay I wanted was useful, especially for the above shot.
I loved the ice that was building up from the mist coming off the waterfall. It was sunny and in the high 40s, but the water was so cold and cooled the air around it so much that ice was forming some 50 feet downstream on the walls and trees.
I know everyone has different opinions about what photography is about and I am no different. For me, much of photography is about being willing to get the shot. Being willing to bear through cold fingers, cold and wet and muddy feet and hands, long hours, long hikes with heavy gear, and just about anything else encountered. By the end of this trek I was muddy, my feet were numb while I myself was overheating, and obviously one slip could have ended a lot more than just my day. Because of all those things, it was an amazing experience. Photos don’t just capture the moment, they capture what the photographer was feeling. And I know coming back to these I will remember how awesome this trip was. Just being out there alone on an adventure to a spot I had never been and which had eluded me previously.