I will pass over the unfortunate demise of the poor rodent who dared come near our picnic table not realizing the night-time ferocity and speed of the (leashed!) Jindo. Pictures of a dead critter covered in saliva and straw, and taken at an impromptu small-mammal funeral are not aided by night-time or a drunken cameramen. The next day, armed with hangovers and cameras. we headed down from our campsite and in the first little canyon we entered I looked up and saw this super-saturated sky - Like I was looking up from out of a well. The clouds seemed interesting also. Set the light by the sky, did some kind of aperature setting I can no longer remember and this was the result.