Well, I went to Atlanta. The inner city is pretty cool, but man, ya get outside of that place and Georgia pretty much sucks. Managed to make the most of it though. Blondebud and I went with her parents and checked out some new grills, stoves, and firepits. I of course had fishing on my mind and spent a little time exploring the country side, that is when I realized just how bad Georgia is, especially compared to here. Not the prettiest place. One night at dinner, the mother-in-law wanted Alaskan King crab legs at this fancy seafood resturant we went to. $116 for half a crab, what a joke, had obiously been frozen, then cooked again, tough was the meat with little flavor. The lobster was okay, best fish was Parrot fish, best shellfish was the raw oyesters. Funny thing though was out driving around and was stopped at an intersection, that is when I realized that Sol must have been to Georgia before, and they named a street after him.
Here is Sol's street..
This is the stuff we were looking at.
This is Burt Reynolds old house from back in the Smokey and the Bandit days.
On a typical evening, in the neighborhood of some friends of ours down there, the garage doors are all open, everyone walks from house to house drinking, and playing college drinking games. Pretty funny stuff. The lots are very large, 1 to 2 acres, but long so they build these housing developments with good chunks of land, but the houses are still in neighborhoods, and friendly neighbors they are. When it get late at night, if one neigbor wants to sleep, and a house next door is being too loud, they just flicker the outside lights a few time, that's the signal to quiet down or move to another house further down the road. This happened, but the fire was in a little firepit in the driveway of the house we were at, so move on we did, and so did the firepit.
Some neigbors random house, Jerry would have like this house, they had shots of Patron lined up and going all night, till 3 in the morning.
Everyone had labs, Jeep wranglers, and a harley in the garage or driveway.
This is the court house in the county that tried to prosecute Larry Flint. (Hustler)
This is the corner by the court house that he was shot on.
Churches on every corner, and Waffle houses on every corner like coffee stands here. Ya can't by any alcohol on Sundays, not even in the resturants. Only a few places in Georgia allow Sunday alcoholic beverages. Car washes are everywhere too, and cheap, $3.99 or $2.99 with free vaccumms to use.
And you can buy bait in a vending maching at shops along side the road.
Nothing says the south like a bass boat screaming across a lake, and this was an ugly lake.
Here is the prettiest views I could find while down there, when I was out exploring.
This guy catching a trout.
Yes, Nofish, there's guys like you here too.
Our friends took us to redneck biker bar. They told me to be on the lowdown, or should I say Lowedown so I wouldn't get beat up. It was a blast and all them "bad" ass redneck bikers were just a bunch of cool dudes and dudets out having a good time. I took turns trying to find the oldest or ugliest ladies to pull out and dance with, it made for good times.
A couple pics of the prefunk, and the biker bar.
You can go there and have fun, but you couldn't pay me enough to live there.
Previous Topic
Index
