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Early in the morning, having borne his own
pack for eight miles the previous night, Tecumseh seems pleased
with our arrival as he overlooks the scenery in the High Uintas.
We trekked into this basin specifically so that I could capture
this early morning scene, and I was now prepared, camera on
tripod, ready to click, when Tecumseh, of his own accord, found
the perfect place in this image. Some would consider it pure
luck, but fifteen grand years together is bound to produce some
amazing photos. |
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