One reason I like living around rednecks. After the last hurricane, which didn’t really touch our hood, dudes were patrolling the streets in pickups, hunting downed limbs.
There was a sandy patch on the way into our camp where cars would get stuck. One day I pulled up on 3 with 2 vehicles and a bunch of neighbors working on getting them out. Parked up the street and walked down, “OK. Who we getting out first?” I’ve been towed out myself on 4-5 occasions.
Coolest thing is that all those dirt roads are private. Somebody put their own money into upgrading and fixing the whole mess. There are at least 2 guys that cruise around on their little tractors and grade the streets now and again.
One reason I like living around rednecks. After the last hurricane, which didn’t really touch our hood, dudes were patrolling the streets in pickups, hunting downed limbs.
There was a sandy patch on the way into our camp where cars would get stuck. One day I pulled up on 3 with 2 vehicles and a bunch of neighbors working on getting them out. Parked up the street and walked down, “OK. Who we getting out first?” I’ve been towed out myself on 4-5 occasions.
Coolest thing is that all those dirt roads are private. Somebody put their own money into upgrading and fixing the whole mess. There are at least 2 guys that cruise around on their little tractors and grade the streets now and again.
Of course they were. Have you ever used a chainsaw? They will take every opportunity to get that son of a bitch out.
Fun, aren’t they?
They are!
My wife got me a little 12 in hatchet chainsaw and I chewed through every log that had been sitting on the property in like a week
Then I was bummed out. It was like finishing a good book.