A few days ago I hiked to National Creek Falls. At 1/2 mile, all downhill in and uphill out, I knew it was pushing my limits, but I rested the day before and planned to rest the day after.
When I got there, the falls were dazzling, strongly lit by the sun, sparkling with the explosion of droplets from the water hitting the rocks forming shining diamonds falling through the air. I was captivated but tired.
Another serious photographer was there. He had set up his tripod across the stream, the best angle for composition. I wanted to cross but did not have footgear to wade, and was uncertain about my balance to cross a fallen log. I settled for a few shots from my side.
I was NOT happy with the result. Rather than accept what I had, I went back yesterday. I crossed the log successfully and set up my tripod where I wanted it. The result was what I was after.
This first shot is to give you a sense of scale. Note the size of the log in the falls compared to the size of the boy.
The second shot is what I went there for.