I don’t hunt and fish but to me photography is occasionally like both of these enterprises. When I gear up in the morning, as I did the morning I took this photo, I never know what I’m going to “catch.”
In this case I was wandering around Center Lake in the Black Hills and found this fisherman just as the sun was poking through the trees behind him. The light does a brilliant job of rimming the fisherman and of bringing the reeds along the shore to vibrant life. I was in the right place at the right time! There is no limit to the quantity of photos you can catch, but I feel lucky if I get one good one per outing. And I never talk about the one that got away.