It finally happened

After many failed attempts, I finally got the Yosemite winter I had been chasing

One of the items high on my photography bucket list was capturing Yosemite Valley under a thick layer of snow. I tried, I’d been to Yosemite a few times, especially since moving to San Francisco a year ago. Every time under a winter storm warning, but the snow remained elusive, I’d get only a few flurries at best. So when I heard about yet another storm rolling in, I couldn’t help but be skeptical.

That morning, while having breakfast, I checked the weather as I usually do. The forecast had changed: the storm was expected to bring even more snow than originally predicted. It was approaching fast, I didn’t have much time to think about it. My time in San Francisco is coming to an end—more on that soon—so I decided this was not the time to hesitate. Soon enough, I found myself packing my gear and heading to Yosemite once again.

This time, it finally happened: I got the snow I had been waiting for—and then some. Two days of absolute magic, photographing Yosemite in the winter wonderland I had imagined for so long. These are some of the images I made there, and if you want to see the full adventure, don’t forget to check out the video.

A reminder that persistence pays off. Photography takes skill, but more than anything, it takes being there when the magic happens.