An afternoon of rock climbing found me at Treasure Lake as the sun was setting. I decided I would walk out onto a cliff that has a nice vantage point of the lake and try for a shot. this is one of those a million miles from anywhere places. As I am looking around wondering what the heck to shoot I hear, "hello" from behind me. I turn and find the ghost of John Muir perched on this small little ledge, feet dangling, while writing verse of some sort into his journal.
there was my shot.
we didn't really talk. other than me asking, "may I?" he nodded and I took a dozen or so shots. then he asked me how I knew of the place... I told him my grandfather started taking me here to fish when I was 5. he smiled and nodded... after a few minutes or so, he told me it was his favorite spot in the world.
We watched the light fade for a bit and then I nodded to him as I left. one of the more satisfying exchanges of the week.
beautiful shot, the combination between the light and shadows are great, but the only one thing to make it 100% perfect, just lighten it up just a little on the right side bottom corner and the left side in the middle between the corners.
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