The truck splashed through the mud as we made our way between the grass hedges. I came to a stop as Ronnie was buckling collars on the lively pair of nine ye...

The cab of the tractor jolted up and down as I rounded the final turn. The breeze blew the dust across the windshield as I eased on the brakes and looked out...

I heard the clicks as Paul adjusted his scope. I checked the focus through my lens one final time and hit “record”. We had been perched on a rocky outcrop fo...