Unmasking bat secrets in a swamp
Georgia's Beaverdam has its own dark story
By PIERRE RUHE
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Deep in a swamp in central Georgia, Matt Clement is calf-deep in oozy black water, crouching at the base of a massive water tupelo. In one hand, he holds a mirror. In the other, a million-candlewatt flashlight.
He's shining the light up the hollowed-out tree's "chimney," looking for a particular bat, a cute little fellow: a furry, half-ounce ball of gray with wings less than 4 inches wide, a tiny turned-up nose and ears so long it looks a bit like the Easter bunny.
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