As you can tell from several photographs I took that summer, the film I used and/or the f-stop I utilized contributed to tinted, almost sepia, colors.
Regardless, these two still showed how powerful and dramatic thunderstorms could be over the Academy grounds.
I definitely reached back into this first summer at the Academy, and perhaps these photographs, when I wrote some of the passages in Chapter Twenty-one for RAoF: A Mile-High Saga:
"The hills roll massively upward at a slow grade until, finally, Rampart Range rides straight up to the sky. One can almost hear the ancient, volcanic eruptions that pushed these heights up through the Earth's crust to where they now reside, triumphant.
"Yet the stillness of an airless moon envelops this entire locale. Dark clouds can mass silently behind this protective range until the heady gray formations push themselves over the tops of the various peaks, and a thunderstorm, fully unfurled, rages on an otherwise peaceable summer's afternoon."
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