just a few steps off the highway, an abandoned trailer, where it turns out richard matt found shelter. inside, insects and spider webbs, old sleeping bags and a closet, silverware sitting in an old mason jar, and a tee pot still on the stove. john shodat lives right across the street. to my knowledge, he had been staying there a few days. and on the day after his birthday, on friday, he decided, apparently, to shoot at a passing camper. probably to slow them down and maybe, you know, commandeer it and take them somewhere. but they kept going. law enforcement are closer than ever. they carefully close in on richard matt, who is found lying here, behind a tree, armed with a shotgun, and in hiding. a cough gives him away. matt is just a five-minute walk from the abandoned trailer when