http://www.weirdus.com/stories/GA04.asp
THIS IS SO TRUE!
during christmas they open it up, like a circus kinda...the tiger ridge people think christmas is like the most hardcore hoilday ever, so they decorate like crazy. theres this book ro whatever that you have to sign before you go in there, saying that you agreed NOT to get out of your car, not to stop, no cameras, ect ect. its pretty fucking nuts. otherwise, if you try to enter, the people who live there will literally shoot you. it's no joke.
i've been there before, it's crazy. haha.
here's the story.
THIS IS SO TRUE!
during christmas they open it up, like a circus kinda...the tiger ridge people think christmas is like the most hardcore hoilday ever, so they decorate like crazy. theres this book ro whatever that you have to sign before you go in there, saying that you agreed NOT to get out of your car, not to stop, no cameras, ect ect. its pretty fucking nuts. otherwise, if you try to enter, the people who live there will literally shoot you. it's no joke.
i've been there before, it's crazy. haha.
here's the story.
WEIRDNESS IS ALL IN THE FAMILY ON TIGER RIDGE
To some people, “Home is where the heart is” isn’t simply an old adage. Rumor has it that in Effingham County, between Shawnee and Clyo, there exists a hotbed of inbreeding so close-knit that members of the clan only have one of two last names: Edwards or Atchley.
Tiger Ridge, a dirt road lined with shanty homes where “marrying your own kind” takes on a whole new meaning, is said to be filled with the type of freakish folks who result when in-laws are related by blood. According to legend, the Tiger Ridgers suffer from dwarfism, bowed legs, and warts and have giant heads and extremities with twelve fingers or toes. Those who have tried to get a glimpse have purportedly paid the price: Tiger Ridgers are renowned for their suspicion of outsiders and have been known to try to pick off intruders with a shotgun.
By many accounts, Tiger Ridge inbreeding has gone on for generations, and local lore tells that even as far back as the 1930s, the federal government tried to break up the party by moving people out of the area. But Tiger Ridgers persevered, keeping their community tightly bound together and fueling derision from more cosmopolitan Georgians.
Perhaps due to an awareness of the folklore that abounds about their kinship, Tiger Ridgers have embarked on their own sort of PR campaign as of late. For the past several years, they have been decorating their homes with intricate Christmas light displays and inviting their neighbors to drive by for a peek at them (the lights, that is). They welcome visitors, and while agreeing that most of the people in Tiger Ridge actually are related, they don’t think it’s as outsiders fear––a current Tiger Ridge resident, interviewed by the Savannah Morning News, called the rumors about Tiger Ridge “hearsay” due to a “lack of understanding.” She also admited that she is married to her second cousin!
To some people, “Home is where the heart is” isn’t simply an old adage. Rumor has it that in Effingham County, between Shawnee and Clyo, there exists a hotbed of inbreeding so close-knit that members of the clan only have one of two last names: Edwards or Atchley.
Tiger Ridge, a dirt road lined with shanty homes where “marrying your own kind” takes on a whole new meaning, is said to be filled with the type of freakish folks who result when in-laws are related by blood. According to legend, the Tiger Ridgers suffer from dwarfism, bowed legs, and warts and have giant heads and extremities with twelve fingers or toes. Those who have tried to get a glimpse have purportedly paid the price: Tiger Ridgers are renowned for their suspicion of outsiders and have been known to try to pick off intruders with a shotgun.
By many accounts, Tiger Ridge inbreeding has gone on for generations, and local lore tells that even as far back as the 1930s, the federal government tried to break up the party by moving people out of the area. But Tiger Ridgers persevered, keeping their community tightly bound together and fueling derision from more cosmopolitan Georgians.
Perhaps due to an awareness of the folklore that abounds about their kinship, Tiger Ridgers have embarked on their own sort of PR campaign as of late. For the past several years, they have been decorating their homes with intricate Christmas light displays and inviting their neighbors to drive by for a peek at them (the lights, that is). They welcome visitors, and while agreeing that most of the people in Tiger Ridge actually are related, they don’t think it’s as outsiders fear––a current Tiger Ridge resident, interviewed by the Savannah Morning News, called the rumors about Tiger Ridge “hearsay” due to a “lack of understanding.” She also admited that she is married to her second cousin!
that is alot of keys.
stupidly i didnt take any pictures looking longways down any of the catwalks, and i didnt do a very good job portraying height, but the ladders continued up 4 levels of catwalks around the equipment, all the way into the roof rafters of the building, which would be a similar height to standing on the roof of a 2 story building. very cool, it felt like being in goldeneye, way up there. the best part was taking a piss over the edge.
had a lot of detail that wasnt picked up by the camera.
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