First off...six a.m. is way to friggin early to get up on a Saturday morning. But I am dedicated to my craft. Well, that and a little crazy. Okay, shut up, ALOT crazy. So I pulled myself out of my warm and cozy bed much to the chagrin of Gracie and Nanners and got ready for the day. ROAD TRIP! Two of the coolest words in the English language.
Mike and I set off a little after 7:00 a.m. heading aimlessly towards the countryside. We decided we'd stop and film whatever shot our fancy. We had no idea we'd spend ten hours getting lost in Four Holes Swamp finding some of the coolest gothic treasures the Deep South has to offer.
Our first stop...The UFO Welcome Center near Bowman, SC. Yes, you heard me right. Apparently they are not looking for intelligent life if they are coming to visit South Carolina. ;) Mr. Jody runs the welcome center and on this bright and sunny morning he was nowhere to be found. So we idled around waiting for the little green men and lo and behold not ONE showed up. But I did get to hear Mr. Jody's voice message. What a riot! Our eccentricities surely do shine down here below the Mason-Dixon line.
Then we headed I have no idea where. There were alot of trees and dirt roads, I'll tell you that much. We turned at the last second down this one old road and found the biggest prize of the day. An old church and graveyard that we have now discovered was built sometime in the late 1840's. Now folks, this place looked abandoned as all get out. The windows on the church had been broken out and plexiglass placed over the frames to protect the interior. The graveyard was well kept though obviously not often visited. We discovered a couple of Civil War veteran graves as well as an "Unknown Indian Grave" that was really odd. It was set outside of the churchyard on it's own and had money laid on the stone. New, shiney coins. Odd. As we were walking through the yard I felt really cold all of a sudden. Mike jerked up and started looking off into the woods. I asked him if he felt that. He hadn't felt the cold, but he said he felt like we were being watched. Needless to say we got out of there pretty quick. We plan to go back after dark. I told you I was crazy. At least I come by it honest.
Then we found the wicked shoe tree. I'm talking about something out of friggin "Deliverance", people! We were trying to decide which way to go and I guided Mike down this road because my fingers felt funny. Yeah, I know. Again, don't say a word. The tips of my fingers went numb and I had an odd feeling about this one dirt road. So we went and we found the shoe tree. Out in the middle of nowhere was this old boot nailed to a tree. It was quite perplexing. It was painted and had red stains on it. Freaked me the hell out. After we left we passed this old sugar shack with these folks sitting out back drinking. Mike was like, "Let's stop and get them on film!" And I'm like, "Keep going! Unless you want our shoes nailed to that damn tree!"
Needless to say this brought up a whole other conversation and we immediately started scripting our first horror movie. ;) All in all it was one heck of a successful day. Good friends, good food, good footage, good stories. I can't wait to do it again. Only next time I'm choosing the other road. Freaks!
"I understand your cause for concern but my family is very superstitious, too. We're called Baptists."
Leigh
1 comment:
Ok so undoubtedly you are insane and Mike is either extremely gullible or is just as crazy as you are!
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