Some years ago and early on in my career, I was fortunate enough to capture an image I entitled “Evening Glow” at Oxbow Bend in Grand Teton National Park. It was for me, up to that point, the most surreal lighting I had ever witnessed. I knew it was very special but never imagined it would be another 15 years before I might see something remotely comparable. This was day six of my Oregon trip and it was time to go home. The weather had been less than stellar and to be frank, I did not feel I had enjoyed the kind of success I had hoped for. The need to stay longer was obvious but the airline penalties and additional costs made it prohibitive. So, I stayed anyhow. Rather than making the long drive back to Portland as originally planned, I spent the entire day shooting trying to insure I had not made the wrong decision. Instead of checking into the airport hotel that evening, I found myself standing alone atop Cape Sebastian hoping for a break. The last drops of rain had just ended and sunset was fast approaching. In a matter of minutes, my apprehension gave way to jubilation as overcast skies were replaced with a most “heavenly light”. I dashed about the ridge like a ping pong ball trying to locate the wild Douglas Iris I had seen earlier. With little time to spare, I found them and along with the fleeting light I was able to photograph this image. The spray of the sun beams mirrored the spray of Douglas Iris and exceeded my expectations. Not only was my decision to stay affirmed, but those final days of my extended trip were some of the best shooting opportunities I have ever had.