Big Trouble in Little Mountain

"I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING," STEVE TELLS ME. "I CAME ALL THE WAY TO WYOMING FOR THIS?" I look down from the deep head cut at the trickle of water below. It's, maybe, eighteen inches wide and no more than six deep. The red earth stream bed is pounded flat by the desert sun and the flow is about what a bath tub faucet would produce....

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