
Wily Chipeta tried her best to skunk me on this pic.
The view and the *light* on the view (McKenna Peak and Temple Butte) was SO pretty that I sat down in a shallow little drainage and waited for the band to mosey their way down the little slope they were on, right through that view.
Chipeta, of course, was the very last, after most everybody had grazed their way through with heads down and semi-hidden by the grass. Just as she went through my viewfinder – and I had to hold the camera vertical to get all the view within the frame – she picked up her pace, and I thought for sure I’d have a blurry mess. … But nope; gotcha, beauty. π














