"What a sound: Scott's flute, airy but soulful, interwoven with Ramsdell's Spanish guitar, all dappled light and earth-tones. It's a sound that floats off the ground but below the trees, deceptively ...

Jack Scott knew the excesses of the Montane Spine Race were taking hold when, 205 miles in, Hugo appeared. Scott was somewhat surprised to see his childhood dog, a black Labrador who’d died seven ...