Dude had a great business plan. We hit the Kahiltna basecamp around midnight, and find out the next morning that weather means we probably won't be flying out that day. Kind of miserable news, until we learn that this dude flew in with a keg of Moose's Tooth as payment for taking your photo and signing a model release. Spending a couple hours hanging out in his "studio" drinking beer and joking about how ugly everyone's face looked . . . it wasn't quite a cheeseburger in Talkeetna, but close.
Never did send me my photo like he was supposed to, though.