We have made an annual trek to this lake (The Ashampuashuan)for more than twenty years every July. During our FINAL trip ever to the lake we got on the water and suddenly the heavens opened. This image captures the beauty of the area and has such great memories of the time fishing with my father. But the memories of the hours spent with my dad means that reflections of the water and sky is a analogy of the reflections in my memory of incredible and glorious times with my dad!