I went to see if what I'd been telling people in my column was true - it was. Fish were rising to midges at La Duke hot spring on the Yellowstone River in December. My credibility breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't know whether to thank me for being right or to slap me for the taking the chance.
I didn't fish tho, cuz it was windy, I had the dog, the fish looked small, and frankly, I didn't feel like it.
Regarding the coyote (to avoid rewriting, I'll quote from an e-mail I sent my mom about the coyote): "As for the coyote - that was my cue to get the heck outta there. I have no idea what happened. I was just driving on some back road by the Church Universal and Triumphant (that doomsday cult down by Gardiner that apparently has sniper towers, etc) and saw this freshly dead coyote hanging in a tree. The leg it was hanging by had been skinned to the bone for about 3 or 4 inches and the other back ankle had a ring around it. There was some blood around its front right armpit (no cut tho), but other than that it looked fine."
It was spooky.
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