In September 2007 my wife Mandy and I made an ill-advised excursion into the area of the Alpine Lakes Wilderness known as “The Enchantments.” We had planned our trip around two things: the fall color and the full moon. I wanted to capture star trails above Prusik Peak lit by the moon.
The hike was more difficult (for me) than I’d imagined. I had a heavy pack with a lot of extra photo gear. And the wind blew so hard through the first days of our trip that by day four I had hardly made any photographs. But then the wind died down, and I went all over, shooting like crazy.
I’d been gone for a while capturing fall color when I returned to camp. Mandy was in the tent. And outside the tent was a family of mountain goats.
It usually takes me a while to set up a shot. By the time my tripod was in place some goats had gone. By the time I got a meter reading (some of you out there may remember film cameras) there were 2 goats left. I made an exposure. And then there was one.
My friend and mentor Yoshiki Nakamura often speaks of the miracle of nature. See more samples in my Hand of God gallery.