08/08/2026
This....
It's only been a little over a year, and half way in our second season. But definitely feel this!
Five years ago, if you’d asked me what it takes to own an RC track, I’d have said dirt, water, and a few shovels. Five years later I’d tell you a much longer story. Back then, it was just me and my oldest son, Justin. We had a dream. Build a place where people could race hard, spend time with family, hang out with friends, and just enjoy this hobby we all love. We didn’t have a business plan. We just had shovels, a water hose, and a lot of late nights. Folks would stand around watching us sweat, and I’d holler, “so you wanna be a track owner?” We all laughed, but looking back, that line says it all. As the years passed, every dollar that came in went right back into the track. Better dirt, bigger layouts, more equipment. Never in our pockets. It took a couple of years before the racer base really grew, but little by little, it did. Justin stepped away for work. My middle son, Jacob, stepped in, bringing fresh energy and countless hours of layout design and maintenance, and about three years ago, Clint came on as race director. His experience and dedication leveled us up. None of what we’ve built happens alone. Here’s what I couldn’t have said in year one. Most weeks, after a full day at work, we’re back at the track. Watering, grading, fixing. That’s the part people don’t see. And here’s the part I want readers to understand. Local tracks survive because racers choose to support them. A strong club night isn’t just a good time. It’s the next load of dirt. It might be the piece of equipment we can finally replace or add. It’s how we keep moving forward. If everyone waits until next weekend, eventually there won’t be a next weekend. That’s not drama. That’s math.I’m not asking anyone to make every race. Life is busy. We get that. I’m just saying your support matters more than you know. Funny thing is, after all these years, I’d still rather spend a Saturday working on the track than racing on it. Watching kids smile, friends catch up, good battles on the track. That’s the reward. So When you hear me grin and say, so you wanna be a track owner? Know that I’m smiling. Because now I know exactly what it means. And if I had the chance? I’d do it all over again.
