Every year in April the mountain city of Pikeville, that holds a ton of millionaires supposedly, hosts Hillbilly Days. It is a celebration of all things hillbilly – especially music. One older fella, who was attending for his 33rd year in a row, said it was next only to the Kentucky Derby Festival. It is also an excuse to cut a rug, and that is just what the Haywoods did.
The city street and Daddy on his first mission of the weekend – a hot dog for Deladis.
After said hot dog, Deladis had to see the extreme reptiles. Notice the hot dog still in her hand. I think she enjoyed the snakes as much as the hot dog.
Ivy would have loved to walk in the crowd, but she was just as happy to ride Mama’s back in the mei-tai. Mama was happy to give her a ride too.
Here are two of my hillbillies in front of a hillbilly car that was one of many on display there. These people have “clans” from all over the mountain states and come to show their cars at the festival.
We went to promote traditional music and mountain art. This rowdy bunch of folks are our good friends and wonderful old time musicians on the main stage at Hillbilly Days.
There was no shortage of lovely ladies to teach our young gals how to dance the old time way. Deladis got in on the action after several tries and cold feet. She’s a bit reserved like her mama, but it’s in both our souls and we have to do it anyway.
Ivy takes another approach altogether. She’s always ready for action, and has no qualms about going for it. First, a balancing act on a guitar case, then finding her way on stage to help the bass player, J.T. Cure.
And sometimes, when the time is right… Mama will dance too. 🙂