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Like clockwork, the rain fell right on schedule. Gathering stormclouds had shaken off occasional droplets over the last three ..

“Here we are,” said Bill, as I pulled my Jeep slowly into the junkyard. Row after row of derelict ..

With no time to lose, I reached up above my head and grasped the last granite boulder separating me from ..

By Bryan Snyder The clump of ferns tore loose from the cliff, and I slipped back, luckily catching a ..

By Bryan Snyder Outdoors Writer What is making all that racket? With growing irritation, I leave off packing and trudge outside to ..

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