Beaver Hunting.
So I thought the since I now live in the North, surrounded by yankees and canadians, and plasic bisons, that I would have temporarily escaped the rednecks of the world that hold a special place in my heart. I was wrong. 
The rednecks here are a different type of redneck though. Its definitly not the same. This lady is chopping down a beaver damn that 7 monsterous sized beavers made in the creek in her front yard. I spent about an hour with this crazy woman, walking through the woods of New York,(which i never knew existed) and listening to her yell and a hickish yet northern accented voice. We couldn’t find the beavers which broke my heart a little, especially since she said they were twice the size of regular beavers and they would probably charge at us. Oh well, I guess it just wasn’t meant to be. 
Couldnt decide which one I liked better. I like seeing her reflection but I think its funnier with her head stuck in. Opinions welcome.
There are rednecks everywhere, it’s just that Kentucky gets stigmatized into being the only place in the world who has them because we’ve had them longer, and ours are poor. California has them (boy do they ever), it’s just the difference there is they have money to buy new big fancy trucks instead of old ones.
The bottom photos would both be better if they were a sequence – woman puts her head in supposed beaver lounge, pulls head out with rabid beaver latched to face. Just sayin’.
awesome awesome awesome. when you coming out to Utah?