This is one of my favorite photos. We were in St. Marten at the time, and the sun started to set. It was fabulous. As the sun was setting I was taking photos of it as the boat drifted infront of the sun, when I realized the rocks in the previous photos I'd taken were pich black. I talked Sar into jumping the fence with me and having some random islander take the photo for us. I had to explain to him like five times to put us on the right side of the photo and the sun on the left. Needless to say, the photo turned out just as I wanted it.