I may never get to the top of Everest, but that doesn’t mean I can’t use it to show depth and dimension in a photo.
My Mountaineering Experience
Yes, I know. It’s not the real Mt. Everest. It’s the Expedition Everest ride in Walt Disney World’s Animal Kingdom. You have to understand, I don’t particularly care for mountains and won’t spend a lot of time traveling to them. My experience with mountains involves a great deal of trepidation and falling on my ass.
Perhaps you’re thinking that I’m joking about the last part, but I was actually called out by a guide on a hike up some mountain in Alaska as an example of the proper way to fall – right on my ass. For those who didn’t see it the first time, my ass hit the mountain at least twice more. People came up and thanked me for showing them how to fall on my ass. For them, it was quite the educational experience. Other people fell and hit their knees, but that’s the wrong way to fall. they wanted to know how I always knew to fall on my ass.
My other experiences on mountains involves climbing gear. Ropes, special elf shoes, helmets, and a harness that fits uncomfortable around my crotch. Once again, the guides called me out as an example. I did what I thought was natural, but discovered that I was wrong. What I did was right, but unnatural.
When you’re clinging to the side of a cliff by your fingernails, you actually have some warning before an object conks you on the head. Big rock or small, you can hear it skittering down the mountainside above you. My head being obnoxiously large made it difficult to miss most of the falling debris above me. My first instinct was to face the rock and let it hit my helmet. The guides agree, which is why they pointed it out. Apparently, the natural reaction is to wonder what’s making that noise, look up, and let it smack you in the face. This, I did not do.
As the minions of Walt Disney World won’t allow you to climb Expedition Everest, I did the next best thing and took a photo of it. Have you ever taken a photo of a mountain by itself? It’s quite boring, actually. You can’t truly relate to an isolated object. It needs context and dimension.
I chose this building and the prayer flags to add a bit of each element. The building provides a foreground element with Everest in the background. Two of the rows of flags lead toward the mountain, giving a bit of a leading line to Everest as my subject. You almost wouldn’t guess that I was standing in a place that used to be a Central Florida cow pasture years ago. Welcome to Everest.
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