Then we heard the burst of wings as they jumped in the ocean from the rocks on the shore. We were lucky that a bright moon finally highlighted the beach, and we saw a multitude of little ones having their fun in the water. We did not move, they never saw us. We were stealth.
After the Washington Post N-Wordheadgate scoop this weekend the rest of the media wanted to add their own contribution. So, as you might expect, everyone within driving distance of Paint Creek, Texas, began the 2012 Primary Season's Quest To Find The Racist Rock!