Iâ€™m always surprised at some of the locations where I setup a tripod. This was on the Keweenaw Peninsula in the northern most reaches of Michigan â€“ at a roadside picnic area! I kid you not, I stopped by to fix a little problem that was generated from too much sweet tea at lunch and then took a brief walk down to the lakeshore. At first it was a bit of a yawn fest, but curiosity got the better of me so I wandered over the rocks and down the beach. It wasnâ€™t long before I discovered the spot you see in the photo â€“ and hey, the sun was even going to be in a perfect spot just before it slipped below the horizon! Hmmâ€¦ So, I left for more scouting with the idea of coming back later in the day to attempt a sunset shot. A few hours later I was sitting in my truck at the picnic area trying to decide what to do. It looked like the sky wasnâ€™t going to cooperate and besides, it was COLD out. Weâ€™re talking temps hovering around 40 degrees, a wicked wind kicking up, and the truck rocking with every gust. I didnâ€™t want to head down and freeze for nothing, and besides, I was pretty sure Iâ€™d end up at least partially soaked in the process. The internal debate if I should go or not ended abruptly about 30 minutes before sunset as conditions started to hint that they just might come together for a nice photo. I was still unsure about it, but I knew Iâ€™d hate myself if I didnâ€™t at least try. So, I scurried down, a brisk wind biting my face, only to find the water washing MUCH higher up the rocks than when I was scouting just a few hours before. Arrgh. High waves and water made getting back to the spot I had found a much trickier proposition - at least if I wanted to keep from getting my lower half doused in icy lake water. I opted for a strategy of waiting between waves and dashing like a dork between slick wet rocks and sharp outcroppings. I arrived at the location patting myself on the back for staying dry. I quickly setup my tripod and framed the shot â€“ and not a moment too soon. The sky was starting to light up and I snapped away furiously, trying to capture just the right wave. Then it happend, about 10 minutes into it this monster washed up! And yes, if it looks like I got wet in the process, I did. Soaked to my knee in fact. I promise you, nothing gets your attention like frigid lake water in 40 degree weather with a nearly gale force wind blowing off the lake! I was cold and soaked but to me the price paid was totally worth it â€“ at least getting back dry wasnâ€™t a challenge anymore â€“ I just went right though the waves!