It’s a chilly spring day, with lots of wind, so I was pretty startled when Okefenokee Adventures guide Joey Griffin commanded me to take off my shoes and climb out of his pontoon boat.
But you just don’t say no to a big, burly swamper. So here I am, standing on a soggy, boggy mound of peat rising out of the black water all around us.
“Now bounce up and down,” Griffin orders.
“Are you serious?” I ask.
“Jump!” he instructs, hiding a bemused smile.
Feeling a bit of trepidation, I start jumping straight up and down, like a Masai warrior. Then something weirdly wonderful happens: The ground quivers, jellylike, beneath my freezing bare feet.
“Whoa!” I laugh. “This is fun!”
“There you have it.” Griffin nods knowingly. “The trembling earth.”