We departed early from Estancia Tres Rios for a day’s ride up the Collon Cura River. Stephan, in the red shirt, is a professional polo player who rides like poetry in motion. This scene captures a moment from a photograph taken by a friend, with my friend Lucas on our left and me on the right.

We had dismounted and walked to the cliff’s edge after Lucas spotted a puma prowling along the ridge above. I kept my bow ready—just in case our feline observer decided to pay us a closer visit. The sun hung low, casting that magical witching hour light across the landscape, while the moon began its quiet ascent over the cliff top.