|  hen I left home this October day in 1993, I knew I wanted 
                        a great photograph of wild huckleberries in fall color. 
                        I had seen beautiful bushes in the past, but had never 
                        really captured the essence of them. Today would be different. 
 I drove across the heart of volcano country, through the 
                        lava fields that served as mail route through the Cascade 
                        Mountains in the mid nineteenth century. This stunning 
                        route is now known as the Old McKenzie Pass.
 
 West of the pass, I came to this meadow and began my search. 
                        The weather was perfect for photographing plant life, 
                        overcast with no wind. The conditions provided beautiful 
                        soft light and deeply saturated colors. However, after 
                        about an hour I still had not seen my image, so I decided 
                        to move on thinking I would come back later. Locating 
                        compositions such as ‘Fall Fruit’ requires 
                        a combination of perfect conditions, being in the right 
                        place at the right time, and me feeling completely connected 
                        to my environment so that I can see the available compositions. 
                        If one of these elements is missing, rarely is a great 
                        image made.
 
 On my initial attempt, I was not connected enough. So, 
                        I moved on to other areas scouting, photographing and 
                        gradually feeling more connected as the day progressed. 
                        Numerous times I had to take refuge from the steady rain. 
                        Numerous times I thought about the huckleberry meadow. 
                        As the sun got lower in the west, I sensed an urgency 
                        to return to the first meadow. I did so, and this time 
                        I felt deeply connected in the meadow. I began slowly 
                        strolling through, softly observing the intense color 
                        and beautiful light.
 
 As I came around a large patch of huckleberries I was 
                        suddenly stopped in my tracks by the ‘Fall Fruit-Harvest 
                        Moon’ image. It was instant recognition (after eight 
                        hours that is). There was a brief break in the rain. Kneeling 
                        in the wet grass, I set up my camera and fine tuned the 
                        composition until it felt perfect. I finished exposing 
                        my film just before it became too dark to photograph. 
                        I knew I had something special when I finished.
 
 For me, there is no better feeling than connecting with 
                        Nature on such a deep level that images like ‘Fall 
                        Fruit’ come bursting forth in my vision. When all 
                        the necessary elements come together, magic becomes reality.
 
 
  
 
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