Lost in the canopy, almost 30’ above the floor of heavy northeast Alabama woods, the hound remained lodged in the trunk for roughly twenty years, hidden from the searching eyes of a forlorn master, but also shielded from predators, insects, and the elements. In 1980, a logging crew entered the hilly ground, toppled the oak, and chanced upon the stunningly well-preserved canine. Macabre to some, poignant to others, and fascinating to all, the story of the coon dog’s demise, discovery, display—and possible origin—is too bizarre for fiction.
-WiscoDave
Starker here,
ReplyDeleteAwesome story! Well researched and well written. As a teen I went along on some coon hunt in Pa. It is a very interesting way to hunt. Reading this story brought back do many memories, especially looking for an errant hound. Sometimes it was daylight when you came back with the last hound.
Thanks for posting it WiscoDave
I remember that in the news on WALA or WKRG way back when. Jesus, I'm old.
ReplyDeleteVery cool story. Got a glimpse into a way of life I’ll never know. MartyB
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