1317 November 15, 2025 Waycross and Motor Speedway

When Tim got up, it was still dark out.  I could see stars in the sky.  I rolled over and went back to sleep.  When I woke up, he was already out and on a walk.  He walked around the lake and there was a pretty layer of mist on the water.

I decided to take the Nature Trail as well.

We took the Jeep with our bikes and drove to Historic Downtown Waycross, Georgia. 

We found a Farmers Market and we had to stop and see what we could find.  Unfortunately, the produce season is at its end.  There was just one huge truck filled with collard greens.  Most of the other vendors had yard sale items although Tim did find a gentleman selling his wife’s baked goods.  The banana nut bread was still warm!

As we were parking, a guy in a Jeep pulled in to the parking lot.  He was from Waycross.  He was warm and welcoming, with old fashioned southern hospitality.  He asked us if we liked to take the Jeep out and he gave us some trail suggestions.  He even offered to guide us if we were interested.  He recommended restaurants in town.  What a nice man!

We biked through town, meandering up and down the streets.  Waycross is a little bit woebegone.  Many businesses were shuttered with boards on glass storefronts. The sidewalks were wonky and there were lots of places where there was no ramp, making biking difficult.  Tim bounced down several curbs but I got off each time and then got back on to resume my ride.  It is a quaint town with lots of potential but it could use some love. 

We went to a five-star Mexican restaurant and had a delicious lunch.

We took the advice of the Waycross neighbor.  We left town and decided to find Swamp Road and see “the real Georgia” and the Dixon State Forest and the Okefenokee Swamp.   Unfortunately, the dirt road we took was blocked by a gate and a sign…closed for hunting!

We tried several other access roads but we never did find the swamp.  We did see acres of blueberry bushes.

We saw miles of pine trees.  The air smelled so fresh and clean.  A truckload of timber sat ready for hauling.

We saw a few hawks and one wild turkey and several areas where it looked like feral pigs might have been rooting.

We returned to the campground for a short rest.

This evening, we went to the Waycross Motor Speedway to watch the Southern Clash at the dirt track.  The air was filled with the smell of BBQ and red Georgia dust and racing fuel. It was loud and fun!

Tim took a video.