You ever think about how the rush of chasing a wild pup through a canyon feels like a stunt scene? I once filmed a rescue in a storm, and the crew was as freaked out as a movie set.

The storm hit when we were halfway through the chase. The wind was howling, the rain came in sheets, and the crew was shouting over thunder. I set the camera on a dolly, my heart in my throat, and told the dog handler to keep the pup calm. One gust blew the dolly off its track, and I almost lost the frame. I jumped on a rig, steadied the shot, and when the dog leapt into the air the footage caught the perfect mix of wind, grit and a raw moment. We didn’t get a perfect take on the first try, but the rawness was worth it.

Thanks. It was all noise and grit, but that jump—yeah, that’s the sweet spot. Next time, I’ll bring more gear to keep the dolly from doing its own thing. But who’s counting? The wildness is the point, right?