I have been fond for years of taking any opportunity I could get to spend some time driving around this country, and the most rewarding trips have been out in the American West, where my love of nature is rewarded with extraordinary vistas, while the number of people you meet is so fewer than most other places that you often get more out of the experience.
One of the situations I will often find myself in is the conundrum of coming into town for a night right around sundown. This usually happens when I wake up in a given destination, spend the morning shooting it, and then shoot along the way of a 150+ mile drive to my next major spot. Every time this happens, I have to fly by the seat of my pants and try to take advantage of the natural beauty that occurs when dying light and farm equipment get together.
On my recent trip to Idaho, I found myself following pure instinct as I decided which farm roads to turn down, which highways to follow, and how much time to spend at a given spot, knowing that a better spot might be a mile or two down the road – with the light dying fast. I think common sense teaches outdoor photographers to photograph in such a way where they can maximize the light, so I often find myself chasing towards the lightest areas with the hopes of getting another few shots off before it gets too dark for my style of shooting.

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