Originally setting out to look for great gray owls with my daughter, I began to notice the signs of a crimson sunrise on the horizon. I decided to abandon the owl concept and scramble to find a spot to compose a landscape shot that would work well with the rising sun. In the Rockies that is not the easiest task especially when you only have fifteen minutes or so to make it happen. I could have gone to some of the more popular spots near Canmore but the idea of standing shoulder to shoulder with other photographers is rather unappealing to me. Instead I chose to chance it and go along a section of the Bow River that I was unfamiliar with that overlooks Pigeon Mountain. The result of that decision produced a far greater image than I ever would have had I gone to the congested popular spot. Best of all, we had it all to ourselves.