Panorama double of the milky way - Winter and summer
For a long time I tried to put in order the ideas that I dreamed for images impossible to the naked eye.
To be exact, the planning of the photo you'll see at the end took me a few 3285 hours, the equivalent of about four and a half months, approximately, without counting the time spent in the field, last-minute changes and decisions that take the flight to troubleshoot problems that always arise.
All this, with just an hour of sleep on a mountain in Val-d Oronaye, Provence-Alpes-Côte d'azur.
The original plan was to take the picture in the border of Italy, but there were too many people and snow to spare, so I decided to advance towards the French side.
There I found a dream landscape, perhaps with more snow still, but one that seemed straight out of a picture of the seventies, you could have taken my mom if she had lived here...
I continued exploring for a couple of minutes. The area I know, but that exact place that I found, was new.
I felt something that day-to-day seldom allows.
Saw giant trucks with people and experiences worn that brought me memories of my adolescence, when I was traveling by roads strange to people that did not know and with an innocence that could not draw clearly and that possibly should not have ever experienced in such a way. But here we are equal...
After that. A cup of coffee.
And a pause, one of those that I firmly believe, EVERYONE should do from time to time, at dusk, watching as the light caresses the last moments and fall slowly for the horizon, almost crying with excitement...
Produces almost a sound, super soft, one that could go to bed for the peace that generates and stopping the hopes of the day to give way to the end of a few hours that you visited without knowing how or why...
But it is wonderful. Gives way to a new beginning and fascinatingly, with a bit of luck, to a night full of stars.
Already prepared for the cold weather (divine), which was about to fall, I decided to take a cup of those daring you to fill up with energy and I said, ' it's now or never.
The night was present.
All of the data that had crossed until that point were correct.
The prognosis that he had in mind was fulfilled, from beginning to end.
Sleepy with a concentration blunt I started to take the pictures I needed, which I still have, as a piece of film-former, such as by storing them in a memory each time, so that my daughter re-see when in need of comfort, or, perhaps, a hug to the distance of the follies of dad.
First, I had the arc of winter visible.
The arch of winter, this curve majestic of the Milky Way shining high in the heavens cold, when the nights are long and the stars seem to whisper ancient secrets.
I wanted that was high, so we waited an extra half hour for it to rise enough.
It was a detail crucial for me, because if I took one of the bows with a different angle, was not going to have symmetry in the final panorama.
After too many photos, I analyzed the situation and realized that yes, I had enough time to relax for a second.
I ate something while we started that process in my body again feel the conditions in which I was.
My mind ends desasociándose to give me time and hope when I go out as well.
At first I thought it was just an idea of mine, but my friends a few years ago I did know when I was walking, almost running excited, without a shirt or coat with exposed skin with 7 degrees below zero. And my eyes did not understand their expressions of surprise, and I was processing what I was doing.
It can be a curse or a benefit, depending on who you ask.
Time continued passing and I thought that it might help me sleep a little...
...that bit was just an hour, since anxiety, as it happens to me always at night, surpasses me, but my camera continued to capturing the sky without a break.
When the 4 of the morning aceraron, I decided to go out, make a cup of coffee again and start to test the central picture before taking the other half of the picture.
Attempts early were rare, but finally I was able to give an outlet that I really liked, the previous ones were more strange even than the one that appears in the pano double end, as you can see below.
Having found the photo that I needed and after almost setting fire to those few pastitos that you see in between the snow, I started before the sun starts to poke, to take the photos that I was lacking for the arc of summer...
The other dance of the Milky Way, low and warm, which is perched on summer nights like a face angry looking down towards us, the more a portrait with Cristian, who surprised and grateful, accompanied me in this small adventure.
As happens so many times, there are occasions in which one begins to doubt if he really did do everything you could do, and that triggers a billion more attempts, the extra most likely you're not going to use, but the fear of losing something that's not going to happen again you acobija and gives you more strength than you could imagine. And continuous.
And if it weren't for those moments, sometimes, and only sometimes, you can surrender and let go of something uniquely unique.
As when the film was made heaven and never returned.
In the same way that the height at time of astrophotography can help you to find best heavens, the height you pour the coffee can have a significant impact on the way in which we want to extract the best drink in the world.
Do not let anything stop us, or the ray-C that tend to shine in the darkness near the Door of Tannhäuser or tears full of melancholy that sometimes are lost without knowing...
That thine eyes may be open from the first moment until the last moment so precious.
I have a million different reasons to get away from the city and never return.
With the astronomy of the witness and the coffee-mate...
With astrophotography and the family.
Up there, lost among the stars.....
With Astrophotography, and Coffee.
