So my hair used to be real long, about three or four inches past my shoulders. I got pretty flippin tired of it so I decided to make some dread locks before I cut it. It was kinda fun for a while, and I could even wash them every few days. But as fate would have it, I landed a job salmon fishing in Alaska in June, and dreads aren't the smartest thing to have when most of the day you get fish blood and slime on you and you have the chance to shower almost once a week. This is the night before I left. It was crazy cutting it all off after groing it out for almost three years.