Here I am stranded in Issaquah, WA this past June - hitching I-90 on my way to Minneapolis. My dreads were still babies, and I still had bihawks. I had about 30 total. My hair was damaged to begin with, and it didn't help that I bleached the FUCK out of them. But they did lock up pretty fast.
And bathroom mugshots rule. 'Cause I'm one of the biggest dorks in the world. These I took after cutting off most of the front of each hawk. I had 22 dreads left.
I should have worn my top hat for this one.
And here are my dreads. Don't worry, they're not gone forever. I missed my hawks, so I'm starting over. Hell, I'll probably end up sewing them back in.
...the super-dready was 11-12 inches long and 1-1/2 years old