Scaling and land-sailing in San Juan
IT WAS THE CLASSIC dilemma of landscape photography. The raw material was there, the iron-streaked crags of the Tontal range around me and the Andes on the other side of the valley. It was a tremendous landscape, sierra set against scrub desert and cloudless sky.
Yet every time the shutter clicked, all I got were bits and pieces, a couple of mountains or a scrap of valley. I felt tremendously unsatisfied.
Some terrain is just made on too grand of a scale to be boxed into a snapshot; I would never capture San Juan with such a narrow point of view. I cranked my camera into panorama mode, and watched the landscape open up.