A little pink pig can signify so many things.
Maybe you’ll carry it in your pocket to Macon to remind you to sample barbecue traditions both old (Old Clinton Bar-B-Que, assuming you’ve already pilgrimaged to Fresh Air Bar-B-Que) and new (Satterfields BBQ). It could just as well stand for Grant’s Lounge, the legendary live music venue which serves an unparalleled pork chop sandwich, featuring a fried bone-in chop that dwarves the fat-soaking slices of white bread to either side.
In this case, though, it’s a nod to the outdoors and ways in which Maconites wend their way through it.
If you ever move to Macon—and I hope you do!—you’ll be interrogated by locals and out-of-towners alike regarding your rationale. Nobody ever guesses scenic beauty. To be fair, that wasn’t on my list of reasons to relocate. But now that I live here, I’m taken with the dawdling rivers and rolling hills, and awfully impressed by the region’s growing trail network. As a runner, I’ve become an aficionado of the Pig Trail, a twisty 7.4-mile loop in woods alongside the Georgia Industrial Children’s Home.
But the trail to keep an eye on is the Ocmulgee Heritage Trail, which will eventually connect the city’s urban center to Ocmulgee Mounds, a prehistoric site on the brink of becoming the nation’s next national park. Your Muscogee word of the day is “sokhv” (pig).
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