Photos From Glaciers National Park

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This summer, Glacier Park Magazine editor Chris Peterson undertook a photographic project to take photos of Montana’s Glacier National Park over 100 consecutive days, starting on May 1, 2009, for a traveling photo show in 2010 to commemorate Glacier’s Centennial. He used a mix of film and digital cameras, including an 8 by 10 field camera, a Kodak Pocket Vest camera, circa 1909, and a Speed Graphic, among others. His idea was to use the cameras that would have been used over the course of the Park’s 100 years. While Chris was kind enough to share some of his photos below, you really should check out his whole set of 100. All photos and captions are from Chris Peterson. (24 photos total) Source : http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/ A favorite tree, June 7th, 2009. T. J. Hileman, one of the Park’s first photographers, had a couple of birch trees cut down after he took a coveted picture on Lake McDonald. This is my favorite tree at Two Medicine Lake. I have no plans to cut it down. (© Chris Peterson) Mule deer, May 7th, 2009. Bridges aren’t just for people. (© Chris Peterson) Feeling green, May 11th, 2009. No sooner did I get out of the truck than it started to pour. In fact, I believe I’ve been rained or snowed on at least a little every day but two since I started.  This one made a brief appearance on the surface, then vanished underground. Found this one on a little four mile hike in the deep woods. More rain, May 15th, 2009. A brief break as fog hangs in the Apgar Hills… The days have been going like this: Signs of sunshine and then dark angry clouds full of snow in higher elevations and rain and hail in lower elevations. I really thought it was going to break today. It didn’t. The weekend is supposed to be spectacular. Warm, sunny. (© Chris Peterson) The duck, May 21st, 2009. Finally, the ducks. Was looking and looking and this harlequin male duck swam under my feet on McDonald Creek. Not the best photo of the 21 days by a long shot. But finally, The duck. Harlequins are unique in that they migrate from east to west. A different reality, May 29th, 2009. Forget-me-nots are small blue flowers common to the Apgar area. When photographing flowers, I try to bring a different reality. These flowers are low to the ground and very small, half the size of a pinky nail, so I use a macro lens – an old Nikon 55 mm I picked up for all of $35. Goodnight Moon, May 31st, 2009. Sunset on Gable Peak, Belly River. (© Chris Peterson) Wile E. you’re not a chickadee, June 2nd, 2009. The black-capped chickadee is one of the most common birds in North America. As of Day 32, I have yet to successfully photograph one on this journey. There are no bird feeders in Glacier and black caps, for all their charms, refuse to sit still. An evening surprise, June 20th, 2009. Black bears aren’t always black. Ran into this sow with two cubs (one shown). They weren’t aggressive, but I yelled and threw a rock in their direction to get them off the trail and away from me, just in case. (© Chris Peterson) Rainbow in the trees, June 20th, 2009. Virtually every day I’ll hear a western tanager. But they’re almost always high in the canopy. The neotropical delights winter in Central America and migrate to Montana to raise their young. An absolutely fantastic bird and a great way to get to the halfway point.                                                                                   Ghost in the Meadow, June 24th, 2009. Nearly all of the photos in this journey have been cropped to some degree. This one I decided to leave alone. The great gray owl is a magnificent bird, almost three feet tall. I haven’t seen one in years. I noticed this lump on the stick and said, “Hey, that looks like a great gray.” Looked through the lens. Sure enough, it was. (© Chris Peterson) The Little Buddha, July 12th, 2009. Glacier, it’s a spiritual thing. (© Chris Peterson) Bighorn sheep, Haystack Butte. What can you say? I think I got everything I could have asked for in this picture. Rams herd up into bachelor groups in the summertime. While they’re famous for knocking heads in the fall during the rut, they knock heads frequently in the summer as well. They’re always jockeying for rank. (© Chris Peterson) To see all the images of this post visit : http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/

This summer, Glacier Park Magazine editor Chris Peterson undertook a photographic project to take photos of Montana’s Glacier National Park over 100 consecutive days, starting on May 1, 2009, for a traveling photo show in 2010 to commemorate Glacier’s Centennial. He used a mix of film and digital cameras, including an 8 by 10 field camera, a Kodak Pocket Vest camera, circa 1909, and a Speed Graphic, among others. His idea was to use the cameras that would have been used over the course of the Park’s 100 years. While Chris was kind enough to share some of his photos below, you really should check out his whole set of 100. All photos and captions are from Chris Peterson. (24 photos total)

Source : http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/

A favorite tree, June 7th, 2009. T. J. Hileman, one of the Park’s first photographers, had a couple of birch trees cut down after he took a coveted picture on Lake McDonald. This is my favorite tree at Two Medicine Lake. I have no plans to cut it down. (© Chris Peterson)

Mule deer, May 7th, 2009. Bridges aren’t just for people. (© Chris Peterson)

Feeling green, May 11th, 2009. No sooner did I get out of the truck than it started to pour. In fact, I believe I’ve been rained or snowed on at least a little every day but two since I started.  This one made a brief appearance on the surface, then vanished underground. Found this one on a little four mile hike in the deep woods.

More rain, May 15th, 2009. A brief break as fog hangs in the Apgar Hills… The days have been going like this: Signs of sunshine and then dark angry clouds full of snow in higher elevations and rain and hail in lower elevations. I really thought it was going to break today. It didn’t. The weekend is supposed to be spectacular. Warm, sunny. (© Chris Peterson)

The duck, May 21st, 2009. Finally, the ducks. Was looking and looking and this harlequin male duck swam under my feet on McDonald Creek. Not the best photo of the 21 days by a long shot. But finally, The duck. Harlequins are unique in that they migrate from east to west.

A different reality, May 29th, 2009. Forget-me-nots are small blue flowers common to the Apgar area. When photographing flowers, I try to bring a different reality. These flowers are low to the ground and very small, half the size of a pinky nail, so I use a macro lens – an old Nikon 55 mm I picked up for all of $35.

Goodnight Moon, May 31st, 2009. Sunset on Gable Peak, Belly River. (© Chris Peterson)

Wile E. you’re not a chickadee, June 2nd, 2009. The black-capped chickadee is one of the most common birds in North America. As of Day 32, I have yet to successfully photograph one on this journey. There are no bird feeders in Glacier and black caps, for all their charms, refuse to sit still.

An evening surprise, June 20th, 2009. Black bears aren’t always black. Ran into this sow with two cubs (one shown). They weren’t aggressive, but I yelled and threw a rock in their direction to get them off the trail and away from me, just in case. (© Chris Peterson)

Rainbow in the trees, June 20th, 2009. Virtually every day I’ll hear a western tanager. But they’re almost always high in the canopy. The neotropical delights winter in Central America and migrate to Montana to raise their young. An absolutely fantastic bird and a great way to get to the halfway point.                                                                                  

Ghost in the Meadow, June 24th, 2009. Nearly all of the photos in this journey have been cropped to some degree. This one I decided to leave alone. The great gray owl is a magnificent bird, almost three feet tall. I haven’t seen one in years. I noticed this lump on the stick and said, “Hey, that looks like a great gray.” Looked through the lens. Sure enough, it was. (© Chris Peterson)

The Little Buddha, July 12th, 2009. Glacier, it’s a spiritual thing. (© Chris Peterson)

Bighorn sheep, Haystack Butte. What can you say? I think I got everything I could have asked for in this picture. Rams herd up into bachelor groups in the summertime. While they’re famous for knocking heads in the fall during the rut, they knock heads frequently in the summer as well. They’re always jockeying for rank. (© Chris Peterson)

To see all the images of this post visit : http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/