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...

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...

We were done. Aaron, Paul, and I had just trekked back to the Jeep as the Wyoming sunset burned across the western sky. As I dropped my...