Rob and Trish Martin started as trail guides at Cactus Jack’s Trail Rides more than five years ago. Now, after a year of running the farm, the couple is proud to call the farm theirs. Cactus Jack’s offers adventurous riders a choice of two locations the Marjorie Harris Carr Cross Florida Greenway and Rock Springs Run State Preserve, which is attached to the Seminole State Forest and connects to the Ocala National Forest.
“On the Greenway portion of our ride only horses are allowed on the trails,” says Trish. “There are beautiful live oaks and plenty of wildlife and birds. It’s a beautiful, relaxing walk through the woods on dirt trails. Where the Greenway ride is a bit more Central Parkish, Rock Springs is a little more wild, wild west.”
Hit The Trails
Rob and Trish Martin started as trail guides at Cactus Jack’s Trail Rides more than five years ago. Now, after a year of running the farm, the couple is proud to call the farm theirs. Cactus Jack’s offers adventurous riders a choice of two locations the Marjorie Harris Carr Cross Florida Greenway and Rock Springs Run State Preserve, which is attached to the Seminole State Forest and connects to the Ocala National Forest.
“On the Greenway portion of our ride only horses are allowed on the trails,” says Trish. “There are beautiful live oaks and plenty of wildlife and birds. It’s a beautiful, relaxing walk through the woods on dirt trails. Where the Greenway ride is a bit more Central Parkish, Rock Springs is a little more wild, wild west.”
Finding Old Florida
Florida is a magnet for tourists and vacationers, known for the speed of its development and the bustle of its urban centers. But beyond hotspots like Miami and Orlando remains a state very much in touch with its long history (St. Augustine was America’s first city, after all!).
The allure of “old Florida” remains, hidden among all the modern-day vacationery, winking from around the corners. Quirky, unapologetic, and delightfully kitschy, remnants of old Florida speak to a time when the state was in a different sort of heyday, a time when Florida first began to establish its reputation as America’s lovably weird wild card.