Horns of White Sands ; Hunt of a Lifetime Provides Thrill of a Lifetime.

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WHITE SANDS, N.M. - My backpack feels as if it's filled with cement and is threatening to drag me to the ground.

My toes are scolding me for not breaking in the new boots I'm wearing before subjecting my feet to this relentless march.

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Horns of White Sands ; Hunt of a Lifetime Provides Thrill of a Lifetime.

The desert sun has been cooking me for hours, and I know my ears and the back of my neck are beet red. I've been sweating profusely, but the liquid evaporates almost as soon as it exits my pores, leaving my temples and forehead crusted with salt.

"Are we having fun yet?" I said to my guide, Steve Pecos, before taking a long pull from the last bottle of water in my pack.

It's nearly 3 p.m. and we've been hoofing through canyons and up and down hills in th...

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