I had set out to shoot an image of the famous S AZ landmark, but I'd always seen it from the other side, from the Baboquivari Tribal Park.
Since this was before google earth, I spent the better part of a day finding my way in. I was determined to stay until i got something worthwhile. (translated: until I ran out of beer). I found a place to point my camera for sunset. I waited. For clouds. Of. Any. Sort. And I waited. (some of that time I further wasted by by alternately cursing and then imploring the gods to intervene. Like the rhino gives a crap).
While still waiting and pondering the futility of all the above mentioned rantings, some clouds blew in and formed a wagonwheel sunset with Baboquivari as the hub. It is my 2nd most successful image historically in terms of publishing profits. I have shared it with 5th grade classes on the Tohono O'doham reservation (it was used somehow in their curiculum. I'm not sure how.)
This of course is the reason for my ambivolence in future dealings with the deities in matters related to my photographic endeavors. That is, i still can't tell if they responded to the cursing or the praying.