Saturday, July 7, 2012

Dead Coyote


From the attic of an antique mall in Alton, Illinois, a rather sad-looking coyote.

He almost looks tame! I wish I'd taken a better close-up picture of him and his bedraggled lower jaw and broken ear.

 Now compare him with his fierce relation in some town I passed through in the Kansas Flint Hills sometime in the eighties:
Double Bonus! On the floor to the right is a coyote rug, and in the shadows of the upper right-hand corner, there's a bobcat. Bobcats are increasingly important to this blog.

I seem to recall I was passing through late on a Sunday afternoon and the whole town was shut down and spooky. I'd say this was the scariest sporting goods store in America.

6 comments:

  1. Dennis Ray McMillan, guitarrista and aspiring mendicant at largeJuly 7, 2012 at 11:22 AM

    Scott, due to these past few days' blog-posts, Ah believe, in TAW-talk, that you can now be considered to have gone "hog-ass wild." There is no more to be said. Or is the correct term "hog-assed wild?" You be the judge. . . .

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  2. The scariest sporting goods store I was ever in was in South Carolina. They had not one, but TWO stuffed razorbacks in there, among other various sized game. And there was a big rack of porn mags right by the checkout lines. I felt like Cletus and Clovis were eye-fucking me the entire time I was in the store too. Freaked me out.

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  3. You don't recall the town's name do you?

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  4. Gerald, I don't, except if you're driving from Lawrence to Wichita and you go through the Flint Hills instead of the KS turnpike, there it is. And at the city limits there's a sign informing you that some country musician or another claims it as his hometown.

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  5. I'll keep my eyes open but we'll be taking highway 56 West from MO to Lindsborg so I doubt I'll cross it. For that matter, I'd be surprised if the store still exists.

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  6. The photo is about 25 years old....

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