And now... A few goofy shots...
Gary got pelted with acorns... Yep he started it!
More small town goodness...
There is a little place past Moncks Corner called Bethera... and in Bethera is the "Picking Parlor"... After all my years of playing Bluegrass, I finally got the time to go.
This is Mr. Finley's group on stage.
Meet Mr. Finley... My mandolin Idol...
Mrs. Linda... 2nd best bajo player in the world. My dad is the first. (sorry.. had to put a plug in for Dad!) 
Chris.. 2nd best guitar player I know. (he picks the Banjo too!!)
That's my Pop! He does things with the banjo Eddie Van Halen can't do on guitar.
This weekend...
I was supposed to shoot an E-session this weekend but I canceled it on Thursday because Amanda Lauren and I was as sick as they come!!! but I started feeling ok Friday afternoon... (Thank God!!!!)
Heres what we did on Sat...
Here's Dad at the Helm of the Saw mill Cutting some VERY dry cedar...
This one of the boards from the cedar log...
My hook...
bad teeth.. not sharp at all...
Dad sharpening the teeth. Very tedious work. 
After the pit fills up, we have to suck the sawdust out with a blower and blow it on the backside of the mill...
Our next victim...
From here on is where Aaron snatched the cam...
Me... Holding the log while Dad Dogs his end down.
Dad and Uncle Marvin
A few of the local militia...
After Dad sharpened the teeth, the blade heated back up and cupped causing it to cut into the carriage and dull the teeth even more. Soo... here we are about to change the teeth...
More militia men...
This is "rough cut lumber" straight off the mill...
Dad on the tractor, Aaron on the Gator...
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