A Chance Capture

I was busy pulling myself out of the creek bed and by chance, I looked up at Sasha turning Epona around down the way. She had hit some kind of lighting matrix. A honey hole, a sweet spot, the lighting lottery. I hollered at her to stop right there and not move a muscle.

I wedged my borrowed and waterlogged tennis shoes back into the river rock and took a deep breath to still for the shot. I was soaking wet from being submerged in a cold mountain creek and I was pretty chilled and shaking by this point which always becomes an annoyance for trying to hold a camera still.

It was a total chance capture amongst the feathery weeds as we were losing the last streams of sunlight behind the mountain. Unplanned, unprompted, and one of the most unforgettable scenes of my lifetime. You'll never be able to convince me that I was not looking at Shadowfax.

November 14th, 2024