Frog Gigging a Nighttime Treat

Gur-ump, Gur-ump, Gur-ump; a big bullfrog bellows out his call from across the swampy pond. Derek Butler turns the silent, electric trolling motor to our right and the small jon boat starts sliding towards shore. About 50 yards from where we expect the bullfrog to be, I fire up the five million candlepower spotlight. A couple of quick back-and-forth scans across a small stretch of cattails reveals two glowing eyes. They look like white marbles sticking out just above the water.

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