Last September I travelled to Terrace, BC for a truck shoot. I flew from Chicago to Vancouver where I transferred to a turbo-prop for the final leg of the journey into Terrace. The country was absolutely beautiful. Mountains, rivers, forests, and open lands. The truck shoot by itself was filled with scenic options.
I flew into Terrace one afternoon and then back out late the next morning. I was exhausted, but found that I was unable to sleep on the flight back to Vancouver. I had intended on closing my eyes, but the view was unique.
Since we were in the small plane, we flew at lower altitudes and a much slower speed than if we’d been in a jet. The benefit was the ability to take a series of shots showing snowcapped mountains with fog hovering in the canyons surrounding them.
Each time I looked out the window, the view was different.
I knew that I might never have these exact scenes again and wanted to take full advantage of the opportunity at hand.
As we got closer to Vancouver, the snow disappeared, the green of the hills was visible, and the fog had burned off showing the lakes below.
