Monday, April 13, 2009

#188: Rednecks--Their World Too (I Guess)

I like to drive around and take pictures of interesting things or things I think look cool or interesting. I also like to take pictures of things that are historical or may be lost to progress or nature itself. I typically am never confronted or anything because I don't look dangerous. I was confronted once when I was at the Czech-Moravan Cemetery north of Rossville, Kansas. It's an out-of-the-way cemetery and people were there doing some upkeep on it. I got out, took my picture and got back in my car. I waited for a while to leave which gave one of the people enough time to walk over to me and talk to me. He asked me what I was doing there so I kind of lied and said that I had family in the cemetery and was just coming to take a picture of the cemetery. He asked me who and I said a great-aunt or something like that. He then asked me how I knew where this cemetery was. I told him that I had an aunt in Rossville who told me of it and I also mentioned the signs that were posted at the main road intersection. He seemed to be okay with that answer. Plus it didn't seem that I was going to cause a threat so he let me on my way. I don't like it when I am confronted but I do understand it if I do show up at some out-of-the-way area that only four people know about. They just want to make sure I'm not there setting tombstones on fire.

I was out earlier this week getting some pictures of the Franklin County Poor Farm, some church ruins and Centropolis and I was having a pretty good day. I found the Poor Farm pretty easily and the church ruins were amazing, so amazing that I wish those trees didn't get in the way. I'm glad I was able to get a picture before the leaves came in and covered everything. Centropolis was completely out of my mind but when I passed by the sign I figured I'd get a picture of their small cemetery and some sort of sign that said "Centropolis" because it's such a cool name which is why I chose it as the main city in my Secret Identity series. So I was driving around the northwestern part of Franklin County just aimlessly headed nowhere when I get on this paved road that passed by this creek. And it looked slightly familiar and I realized that I've taken a picture of this creek before so I pull over and stop to take another one, a better one with my camera and not my camera phone. I get my pictures and get in my car. I hear a car coming down the main road and start to slow down, they turn onto the road I'm on as I'm pulling away. They start following me, pretty closely I might add. I'm wondering what they are doing but figure they live on this road or something so I try to ignore but they are being douchebags and driving close to me. I just kept on going, they finally stop, pull over and turn around!

That made me mad! They were just being douchebag rednecks, I'm pretty sure. So I gave up on Franklin County for the day and headed back to my neck of the woods although I got around to doing some reading and discovered there are a couple of other things I want to get pictures of because I think they would be cool. Anyway, enjoy the pictures I took from that temultuous day and until next time, I remain...

~Brian

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