A terrific winter storm moved across Northeast Ohio the night we —staff photographer Jeremy Aronhalt and I — were to embark on an expedition to hunt for the legendary elusive beast. With parts of the Snow Belt receiving up to a foot of snow, the trip was cursed with a sense of doom well before we even began to venture out, a curse I fear might still linger. Initially the trip was undertaken with a jovial air, but as the reality of the situation presented itself, the fun seemed to be stripped from the assignment, weighed down like an ice-covered tree limb. This was supposed to be a fact-...
