The way I work doesn't leave much space for luck. I prepare my photo shoots very carefully. Luck comes anyway. And the better prepared the shoot is, the more likely luck is to invite itself to the party. On these images, you will not see a lot of the modern visual parasites that pollute a photographic scene. Cars, electrical devices and wires, are gone.  I either spend hours on the computer to remove them, or I ask my client, generally a city, or a fine arts administration, to shut down access for cars during the photo shoot. My favorite game is to use the very precise French topographic maps to find a unique point of view from where a building or landscape has never been photographed before. Then I determine the best season and the best time.
Pilgrims are definitely the heart of the Way of Saint James. I just can't steal their image. In order to take a good picture of a pilgrim, I need to talk before - or after - to show the photos to the person, and to create a true relationship. This is easier since I am a pilgrim myself. But among the various emotional experiences this journey provides me, the most intense is probably when I feel like I am guided by an intuition that leads me to a magic and short instant of light that will never come again, meaning I was at the right place, at the right time.