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Road Stories

by Ross Hecox

“So you photograph nature and people,” she said excitedly. The lady working behind the counter, named Melonie, continued chatting with me as she made arrangements for my overnight stay in a vintage Airstream travel trailer. “This is going to be an interesting place to sleep tonight,” I thought.

by Ross Hecox

I pulled into Dick Pieper’s training facility in Marietta, Oklahoma, and the seasoned horseman had all three horses ready for photos. I had called him a few days before with an idea: photograph a Paint, Appaloosa and Quarter Horse together.

by Katie Frank

Mornings aren’t really my thing. It takes several cups of coffee to get me rolling that early, plus another shot of espresso if brainpower and conversation are required. But when the alarm clock goes off, I do my best to not complain, knowing I’m lucky to witness beautiful land and horses in the fresh light of a new day.

by Christine Hamilton

Just after dawn last Tuesday, at a horse farm near Newell, South Dakota, I stood looking at a big bay Thoroughbred gelding standing tied to a tree next to a wood barn. He stood still while his eyelids drifted half-closed, although he didn’t cock a hind leg.