Every morning, Jim Morrison looks forward to his routine jog down seldom-driven 215th Avenue, where wildlife and cattle are often his only company. But a half mile into his jog Monday morning, the scenery would turn into anything but ordinary. “So I saw rabbit tracks and I saw deer tracks and I saw turkey tracks, and then I come about here and then there’s tire tracks,” Morrison said. He followed the tracks through the snow, through a fence and into a creek bed below. That’s where he found a truck was nearly upside down in the water.