There is something kind of funny that often happens when taking a picture like this. No matter how hard you try to find a spot away from people they almost always show up. We went up the nearby canyon, found a secluded area and then hiked a little. We found just the spot where the light and setup would work. Not a soul could be seen or heard. We setup and still nobody.

Wanda got undressed. I moved her clothing out of the frame. She assumed the pose I wanted and I snapped exactly two photos and here they come. Wanda and I scrambled for her clothing. She ducked and I cussed as the last light faded.

(this portion of text posted by Wanda: Bill failed to mention that it was only in the 30's and I was freezing My butt off! Thank heavens some people showed up, forcing him to end the session, otherwise I would have surely froze to death waiting for him to get the perfect shot! I hurried into My sweater and just parked on the ground for a moment, waiting to see if the interlopers were going to come hiking right up the trail to where we were. I wasn't completely dressed, but at least I was covered. )

Oh well it happens.

Wanda waiting to slip back into her clothing taken 3 minutes after the other shot.