This is still one of my favorite photos. Missy and I were out driving around on some random back roads one day a couple summers ago, and I spied something out of the corner of my eye and had to come to one of my patented screeching halts.
Out in the middle of nowhere… we stumbled across a metal Moai. Like you would see on Easter Island (only the ones on Easter Island are stone, not metal). Just sitting right there in a field of grass. In Iowa.
Talked to the farmer who owned it. A friend of his made it. The farmer was quite proud of his Moai, and was clearly excited to tell us all about it. It’s hard to tell from this photo, but it’s approximately 15 feet tall. We had a great conversation with the guy, and he invited us back anytime. He says it looks great in winter surrounded and covered with snow.