The first blog I ever did on this site was from last years Coon Dog Day. For those of you who have not seen it… I live in a small town in North Carolina. Every July we have a grand festival in celebration of Coon Dogs.
This is a coon dog. They are a redneck’s best friend.
Their job is to chase the coon into the tree and bark at it until the redneck can shoot it out of the tree.
As ridiculous as it is, Coon Dog Day draws in thousands of people from all over. Some come to pay homage to these coon-chasing K9s, and others just come for the photo ops.
I was standing at the very end of the street so by the time the parade got to me everyone seemed to be pretty over it.
This guy has been training all year for this.
Don’t fuck with the clowns.
Very little of the parade has anything to do with coon dogs.
Apparently pink is in this year.
…Going places
Goats are kinda like coon dogs.
A good soldier never leaves a man behind.
There was a much better sign about eating coons, but I’m holding out for the EAT installment of broken branches.
Incase you are wondering, that IS exposed ball sack you’re looking at.
I bet if you threw that lady in the water she would swim. I should have been in Salem back in the day. I know a witch when I see one.
I move to elect a new queen
This could be my favorite picture I’ve ever taken. I was seriously intimidated by this kid, I felt like he could have just snapped his fingers and had me taken out.
This guy lives right down the street from me. I’ll be coming home at like 4 in the morning and he will be driving this thing in the middle of the road with no lights on heading for the gas station. I have almost hit him so many times. Kristen has nightmares about him.
Sometimes I have nightmares about this chick.
This is my brother Justin and his homie Nate. They are good peeps.
This is my lovely photo assistant. She was on hand and ready at all times with lenses etc. She also snapped a few pics herself. The following two pictures were taken by her.
Battle to the…
…DEATH.
Victory!
I’m not sure why I ended up with so many pictures of kids… I guess they were just having more fun.
The shirt says it all.
Coon Dog day kinda makes you feel like this.
wow! good job my brother. i'm almost sorry i missed it. i love the photo of the kids going up the latter thing and the king photo priceless. saluda is a fucking trip, i love it.
WHAT?! Eric man… Mike called me as soon as he finished so I could leave the first comment. What. Mike, I think the Coon Dog Queen was flirting with you– she didn't show *me* her balls.
Mike, thank you. You reminded me why I'm proud to be a North Carolinian…and why I thank God everyday I live in Asheville.
That's Americana at its best. I love Coon Dog Day. No way I'm missing it next year!
i decided last night to not come with you, and now i regret it. fuck. the picture of the "coon hanging from the tree" had me kinda struck for a second, but then i saw photos of black kids there and it made me think that maybe it wasnt really a klan rally. maybe.
oh and i forgot to say that the photo of the woman drinking pepsi with a cigarette is my favorite photo youve ever taken.
exposed balls. gross.
The only black people at coon day are from In Living Color? Homie (sp?) don't play dat. My cousin has a coon hound named Boone and he has really saggy balls, kinda of like Mr. Southern Exposure
fuuuuuuck. i missed it this year! i'll be sure to make it out next time.
there's a coon dog day? how the fuck do i not know about this tribute to WNC's most culturally significant past time? oh Lefty is sooooo gonna be there next year. can he win me money?
NO.
The coon contest used to be way cooler, but I guess the folks at PETA didn't like it so now instead of dogs barking at coons the contest is all about looks.
EFFING AMAZING
"women didnt swim back then, i dont think" – mike argueing with me whether or not witches could "swim" or "float".
looks huh? well it just so happens my coon dog is the cutest hound east of the mississippi, plott hound to be exact. norf cayalina state dawg mane.
woo-wee! this was an amazing blog! i love the look of adoration on the goat girl's face, and the fine young confederate soldier, the south will rise again! especially if these people have anything to say about it!
oh my god, that king is scary. he looks like that creepy midget necromancer from Passions. what the shit.
So, i just found this blog, and it's hilarious. People not from Saluda don't get that it's more of a homecoming than anything… gives you that feeling of the good ol' days so to speak. Laugh all you want, but Coon Dog Day feels like home to me.. 🙂 although i must admit the new levels of tacky and redneck achieved each year… just glad i get to observe and not participate in that portion. it's Saluda's thing..take it or leave it, and i love it 🙂 awesome pics..totally captures the different aspects of what coon dog day is to different people… nice!