It wasn't easy finding Ragged Ass Road. The sign is gone because so many people kept stealing it. There's a store downtown filled with Ragged Ass paraphernalia, including signs like the one at this house. We stopped at the store first to pick up a ball cap and hoodie for Carsten, and then went in search of the road. Finally, we parked the car and walked around, meeting a nasty dog that butted me in my ass and nipped Carsten in the rear a couple of times. We retreated and found the place we'd been looking for around the corner. So finally I was able to take the photo of the day: The ragged ass son on Ragged Ass Road.
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