As I hiked away, I thought this was a great start to the night. Unfortunately, the rest of the hike paled in comparison. I hiked to a seldom visited section the Lake Michigan shoreline, only to rest for a moment gazing out into the rolling waves and lackluster sunset. I decided the best had come and gone, but at least I had taken the time to enjoy the brief show.
Hiking the nearly 2 miles back to the park entrance, I felt a minute sadness. I had come to start a new project, but only a few frames were made. As I climbed the last hill, I realized, I had also made the infrared frames. Sitting high on a hill with my tripod and 5D mark II beside me, I put my bag next to me, opened it slightly to remove the infrared camera, and started to view the few frames I made. A wave of joy filled my body. It wasn't a total loss. I left the park with my head up high.
As for the new project, there's always another day to figure that out. I'm just glad I was able to recognize an opportunity and not be so focused on the task at hand.