15 years ago I was parked in agravel "turnout" high on a hillllooking down a couplemiles of high voltage powerline, waiting for the rest of the guys to form up after the morning hunt.

Beganseeing cyclicintense flashes of light that would remind you of a light saber in Star Wars...put the binoculars on it and saw it was a hunter walking across that 100yd wide powerline, two & 1/2 big towers away (500yds) with his rifle slung over his shoulder, and with every other step, the sun was creating an intense two foot long reflectionoff that blued barrel...never forgot it.

Movement is everything