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For years, I tried to always spend summer solstice camping in 'the
park'. I look forward to this particular day because it gives me the
most hours of daylight of any day of the year. But this day in June also
comes at a price in the form of the thousands of mosquitoes waiting for
me back at the campsite, at day's end.
This painting is the result of an evening on Burnt Island Lake in
1998. We were still looking for a campsite when we had to stop to shoot
this scene. As we did, we could clearly hear a moose splashing along the
darkened shore but could not see it from so far away. The next morning,
this same shore was bathed in warm morning sunshine. As we paddled back
along that same water's edge, we actually spotted the moose's submerged
tracks, still evident in about 8 inches of crystal clear water.
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