On a scorching May afternoon, Dell Dickinson was wearing creased jeans, a faded button-down, and a cowboy hat and boots. He kept a nine-millimeter Beretta in a holster on his hip. “I’m not trying to ...

From high on a ridge, the Devils River unfurls like a teal-colored ribbon. I plop down on a slab of limestone, wipe a little blood from my shin and try to soak it all in. I can’t. I’ve seen this river ...

Texas this week might see the addition to its parks system of more than 27 square miles of ruggedly beautiful land bordering the lower reaches of the Devils River, arguably the state's most pristine ...