The Night Hunters
The first hunter OL content editor Alex Robinson and I met at the Mosquito Creek coyote tournament was shopping for...
The first hunter OL content editor Alex Robinson and I met at the Mosquito Creek coyote tournament was shopping for a red spotlight. First we bumped into Dick Billote outside the local sporting goods store (it was closed) in Clearfield, Pennsylvania. Then we saw him in the fishing section of Wal-Mart. (No spotlights.) Then we saw him again in the parking lot of Tractor Supply. (Again, no spotlights.) Alex and I were on the same retail tour of the small town – looking for rain pants as the sky had opened up just hours before the midnight kick-off of what’s billed as The World’s Largest Coyote Hunt.
By 11 p.m. we were gearing up with Dick “They call me, Bubba” and his friend’s at the Glen Richey Sportsman’s Club. By midnight I was walking a wet hillside with Ted Swatwsorth, rolling video lit by my own red light. The following night, after a long day running dogs, I was out again–this time with Dustin McGovern, calling a deep-howling alpha ‘yote he’d been chasing for more than five years. We called into the wind, despite the wind, hoping to see the electric flash of animal eyes in the spotlight, and in the scope.