November 9, 2025

Night trains at a mountain hut above the treeline

A friend suggested a mountain hut above the treeline months ago, and this week I finally went. I underexposed most of the frames on purpose, to keep the mood strangely warm rather than bright.

I sat on a bench for almost an hour, just watching empty benches change as the clouds moved. By noon the crowds arrived, so I walked further along the path, where night trains were still undisturbed.

Shooting with a phone and nothing else meant I had to get closer than I am used to, which was uncomfortable at first. A light drizzle started around ten. I sheltered under a bus stop roof and photographed people hurrying past.

Nothing dramatic happened, and that was exactly the point.