This one is of fog rising from the Henrys Fork of the Snake River as it comes from Harriman State Park just before the sun came up.
At Macks Inn, the sun still had not come up, but the lighting was much different because of the surrounding trees.
As I hit Henrys Lake Flat, the sun colored Sawtelle Mountain with a golden glow.
After talking to a few friends and getting the boat trailer attached to the truck, I got a picture of Mount Jefferson bathed in new snow from the northeast side.
As I was pulling my boat, a family of Buffleheads and some coots came to wish me good luck for the winter.