I think I got lucky with this shot, I had been around this beach for a while, and since I laid eyes in this place I had expected to be able to get this image I had in my head. Our boat finally came, and as they were cleaning it, we were told it would be a matter of minutes before we had to leave, so I started walking around again, and this image I had in my head just came to me, but moving faster than I expected. So I ran, taking pictures on the move, then crouching and shooting, running again, taking shots standing, crouching, getting myself into the water, and finally, just before the boat touched land, I got this shot, pretty much the one in my head, even the fisherman is almost posing in the way I expected him to. It was also hard because, as you can probably see, there was another boat coming right behind that I didn't want in the picture... Actually, just the stick poking in kind of bothers me the more I think about it. Still, this is meant to be a romantic view of our hardworking people and a more simple way of life, I didn't fool around too much with the settings, most of it is in the composition, it's what it was meant to be.