Mountain Dive Bars
I love dive bars when I’m in the mountains. While I’m always up for an after-ski beer, I also really like to take photos in these establishments. For some odd reason, I enjoy the way the lighting and the ambiance come across on camera. This also makes me the non-local weirdo taking pictures of seemingly nothing with a large camera. It doesn’t really help that I’m also usually the non-local weirdo drinking completely alone, while taking these pictures.
Fancy lodges are also nice after skiing, but I love to hang out with the non-tourists. It’s always interesting to hear what brought them to that particular place. It’s usually something like, “I woke up one morning, packed up my car, drove, and decided to stop here.” I can totally respect that.
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[...] There’s a reason why I like Montana so much, and Taos has some of that same appeal. Colorado ski areas are very convenient, but a good amount of them are situated right along the interstate. This makes access easy, but you lose some of what makes being in the mountains great. Big Sky and Taos both feel like you’re away from the outside world. In each town, you drive along a two lane road to land in a little oasis between peaks. I dig this. Furthermore, the locals in Taos were nice and accommodating. I was shown the highlights of the village within minutes of arriving at a local bar by myself. [...]
The good thing about having a large camera is that in general is seems to give you a level of respect as a photographer that instamatics just don’t command. Giving you licence to take odd photographs in strange places, people just seem to accept it.
It’s also a bit like having a dog people come up and talk to you about it and photography in general…..
P.S. If I walk into a bar on my own I can pretty much guarantee I won’t be talking to many people, unless I have The Beast with me…
Another great post! I love the lighting and the authentic retro look. Lovely. I used to love travelling around the north of England with my dad, exploring all the pubs.