Years ago I taught scuba diving and a private client wanted to go to Monterey, California for his ocean check out dives. I turns out that he owned a local trucking company and he had a box of photographic paper with him to deliver to Ansel Adams. After his afternoon dive we dressed and rode in his car to Mr. Adams' home who greeted us at the door and took delivery of the parcel.

Many years later in about 1987 I began photographing Fort Point on the north tip of San Francisco with a Hasselblad. I bought a Linhof Technikardan and immediately headed to the Fort to attempt some imagery unobtainable with a fixed axis lens. I spent over two hours setting up my first and only shot that day. A young, self-serious, man dressed in a National Park Ranger uniform came to me and stated that it was illegal to make commercial photographs in National Parks without a permit and demanded to view my permit. I told him that I did not have a permit but I knew where Ansel Adams lived and we could go and arrest him. The Ranger removed me from the park but I got one exposure.