Whatever Happened to North Wilkesboro?
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I bid
you welcome gentle readers, and a warm and cordial “Howdy” to our assigned
reader of all things NASCAR. Today when visiting our editing pages, which I do
every morning, I noticed something in the “search” list that was different from
the usual casual or general search terms. (I’ve never asked who provides them,
but I assume the stats come either from Google or our Web host, Weebly. Likely
the latter, because we pay them.) Someone had visited our pages seeking
“History of North Wilkesboro.” That’s an arena quite familiar to this scribe,
as we visited and enjoyed the hospitality of that Grand Old Lady and the town
that she calls home several times before she saw her reign as NASCAR’s oldest
track from the original schedule come to its sad end.
Sunday, September 29, 2019 will mark 23 years since
the last race was run at North Wilkesboro Speedway. Please join me in recalling
some of what was North Wilkesboro, and probably a generous sprinkling of my own
opinion on the way she met her demise. As you continue to read, remember this
picture…
There was a time in NASCAR's history when the month of
April was short track month, consisting of races at Bristol, Tennessee,
Martinsville, Virginia and North Wilkesboro, North Carolina, with the fourth
weekend usually giving way to Easter festivities. Of course, North Wilkesboro
is no longer found anywhere on the schedule. She sits languishing through
season after season as Mother Earth works to reclaim what once was the grandeur
of one of NASCAR’s inaugural racing venues.
In the Brushy Mountains of Northern North Carolina,
along US 421, one finds the small town of North Wilkesboro, which I've heard
described by one resident as "Our little piece of heaven." Of course,
that was back in the days when there was a racetrack operating four miles east
of the little town. With two dates each year on the Winston Cup schedule, it
provided much of the economy that kept the town solvent. The racetrack is still
there, but the engines no longer roar to life twice a year; storied heroes of
NASCAR's Cup ranks no longer race on its .625-mile of asphalt and of course,
the thousands of fans for whom the town rolled out the red carpet no longer
come.
It was way back in 1947, before the birth of NASCAR,
that Enoch Staley finished building his little dirt bullring, and it was ready
and waiting to become one of the original tracks to host several races run by
NASCAR’s new “Modified” division in 1948 and a "Strictly Stock" race
in 1949. In 1957, wanting to keep abreast of the times, Staley dressed his
little lady in asphalt. I'm not sure if it were intentional or merely the least
expensive way to do it, but the track became unique in that rather than being
level, one drove uphill on the backstretch and downhill on the front stretch,
giving it the feel of a small road course with all left turns. The drivers
loved it when they came through 400 revolutions unscathed, and still managed to
love it when some fellow competitor summarily removed them from the race with a
front bumper. It was a short track in the finest tradition of the Southeast,
presenting a stiff challenge and delivering all sorts of bragging rights for
the conquering heroes.
Although Staley built it, North Wilkesboro has long
been known as "Junior's House" or "The House that Junior
Built." That refers to the legendary Junior Johnson, who enjoyed marked
success both as a driver and as a car owner on the little track that was built
almost in his back yard. If one is familiar with the driving style employed by
Johnson, it's not surprising that he would excel at a track where the best way
to pass was to "punt", referring to the car in front of you. After
all, if you can get to his bumper, he must be holding you up.
After Junior retired from the driver's seat, other
drivers had their love affairs with North Wilkesboro. Richard Petty racked up
15 wins there between 1962 and 1981, and the late Dale Earnhardt scored 5 wins
and 19 top five finishes. The list of drivers who enjoyed success on the track
reads rather like a "Who's Who" of the school of hard knocks. (Pun
intended) Cale Yarborough, Rusty Wallace, Geoff Bodine, Ricky Rudd, Neil
Bonnett and Darrell Waltrip are just a few of the more familiar names that have
been engraved on trophies from North Wilkesboro. While the track was open, it
played host to 93 Strictly Stock/Grand National/Winston Cup races and countless
support races with them.
On my first trip to that grand old track, I purchased
a shirt that proudly proclaimed, "Dale Earnhardt, 3 Time Winston Cup
Champion." That would make it somewhere in the late 1980's, as Dale won
his third in 1987. I don't know what, if anything, that track thought of me,
but for my part, it was love at first sight. Like its little sister in
Martinsville, North Wilkesboro was exceedingly fan friendly. There was scarcely
a bad seat in the grandstands, and fans enjoyed a great view of the entire
track from any corner or straightaway.
Having said that, I must immediately qualify the statement
by telling you that on that first visit, we found two of those seats defined by
the word "scarcely." The seats themselves were wonderful, about
halfway to the top tier and very near the start/finish line. Alas though, it
was our fortune or fate to be seated in the old concrete grandstand, directly
behind two men that were obviously related and each of whom sported the body
size of a Sumo wrestler. It quickly became apparent that it is difficult to
stand during a race with the rear end of a 300+ pound man resting perilously
close to your feet. Folks in our row had to exit from the other end, as our end
was designated as a No-Passing Zone. From that race forward, our seats were in
the much newer grandstand in the first turn, which had chair seating that would
never accommodate the extreme expanse of the backsides of those gentlemen.
My first trip to the concession stands produced one of
the culinary delights of my life when I ordered a simple hot dog, expecting it
to be delivered naked and waiting for mustard. Instead, it was handed over
complete with mustard, onions, chili and slaw. Okay, my Northern friends, if
you haven't tried it, don't knock it! Even though I managed to decorate my
clothes and even the inside of my handbag with excess toppings, it was
wonderful! To this day, I order my chili dogs with slaw and no cheese.
The little town up the road was wonderful as well.
Every shop and street were always dressed up for the races. Checkered flags
abounded and signs welcoming race fans were everywhere.
The people were friendly, and the businesses were
fair. There was no price gouging in North Wilkesboro. When I said that they
rolled out the red carpet for the fans, I really meant it. Those good people
knew that the race fans were the backbone of their economy, and we were treated
like royalty, in the tradition of true Southern hospitality. On a race weekend,
you would find sing-alongs in the restaurants (Follow the bouncing ball) and
tailgate parties in the motel parking lots. More than likely, you'd meet some
of the drivers there as well as lots of other race fans. Junior Johnson himself
described it very well when he said, "It
was like a big fair, or like Disney World. Everyone loved North
Wilkesboro."
The next year when we went back, we inadvertently
discovered one of the local tricks for exiting the track after the race. I
noticed a few cars turning away from the direction of the main gates and
driving toward the back of the field that served as a parking lot. On a whim, I
cranked the wheel on my T-Bird left and followed them to where they headed down
a lane that was no more than a couple wagon wheel ruts. It was bumpy and the going was slow, but
“What the heck?” We were in no hurry, and someone up there must know where the
path ended.
It ended in a farmer’s driveway, and several children
were there to greet us, each one armed with a mason jar. As each car passed,
the driver would deposit folding money in a mason jar, and the children thanked
us and wished us well. The funny thing was, no one minded, and many of those
bills were of fairly large denomination without a Washington among them.
We were away from the track at least an hour earlier than we would have
been. The kids were happy and so were we. You can be sure that we used the wagon
trail from then on. We returned to North Wilkesboro several more times before
racing "outgrew" one of the oldest and best tracks on the circuit.
How, exactly, does a sport outgrow its roots? Well, in
this case, I'd have to say that greed and stubbornness played a large part. As
time wore on, Enoch Staley passed away, leaving his half-interest in the old
track to his son Mike. Charlie Combs, who owned the other half of the track,
also left us, leaving his half-interest to his brother Jack. In August of 1995,
Bruton Smith purchased a one-half-interest in North Wilkesboro from Jack Combs,
for a reported $6 million and without hesitation, took the NASCAR date from the
historical track for his new Texas Motor Speedway.
Smith also sought to purchase the remaining
half-interest from the Staley family, but they never came to an agreement.
Staley stated that not only was Smith's offer $2 million less than he could get
elsewhere, but that Smith wanted to pay for it with Speedway Motorsports, Inc.
stock, which couldn't be sold for three years. "It was not a good offer. We all looked at it and just walked away
shaking our heads," Mike Staley said. The Staley family sold its half
to Bob Bahre for $8 million in December 1995. Bahre took North Wilkesboro's
other NASCAR date to New Hampshire International Speedway, which he owned at
the time.
When Bahre purchased his half of the track, it was
with a promise to the Staley family that he would not sell it to Smith in the
future, and he kept his promise… for the time being anyway. Bahre claimed that
despite taking a date away for New Hampshire, it was his desire to keep North
Wilkesboro operating, and he hoped for a new race date from NASCAR. Smith also
said that he wanted to keep the track open, but he wanted no part of being only
half owner, citing his fear that the day-to-day operations would all fall to
his company, Speedway Motorsports, Inc. Despite having millions of dollars tied
up in North Wilkesboro, neither of those bullheaded tycoons would sell out to
the other and neither wanted to be a partner of the other in any business
venture.
"I think someday someone will have a race there,"
Bahre said. "But it's probably going to be after Bruton and I are in
heaven or hell."
[Comments
withheld as to which that would most likely be]
It should be noted here before continuing that NASCAR
was not obliged to allow the transfer of either date to another track. Bill
France Jr. however, quietly looked the other way and let the rich men have
their way, assuming, and probably correctly, that there were more folks living
in Ft. Worth and New England than in North Wilkesboro, NC. “The All-American Sport”,
which always claimed to be all about the fans, was already leaning more and
more toward that almighty dollar and less toward the fans that spent that
dollar.
With that stalemate in place, North Wilkesboro saw its
last race on September 29, 1996 and Jeff Gordon became the last Winston Cup
driver to take the checkers there. As one might expect, the effect on that
little town was devastating. As the track sat and decayed, local businesses
that had grown up around it withered or died altogether, especially those in
the hospitality industry. At least three attempts have been made since to
revive the old track to some degree, but due to a combination of underfunding
and/or poor management, all have failed. Today, a drive past her evokes only
sad memories of what used to be, coupled with little hope that it will ever be
again.
With the growth of stock car racing over the
intervening years, it seems improbable that a track that seats only 40,000 will
ever see another Cup race, and while there was once some talk of North
Wilkesboro being home to either the Xfinity or Camping World Truck series,
those thoughts have faded and died much like the track herself. Junior Johnson, once rumored to be interested
in buying the track himself, has grown old and retired to another area of North
Carolina, leaving Ingle Hollow behind. The picture below, taken by an unknown
(to me) photographer, is perhaps the saddest picture this weathered old fan has
ever seen. Junior, all alone, surveying the remains of “His house.”
I’ve gathered several other pictures, showing the
decay and destruction of man-made things as Mother Nature reaches out to
reclaim what she once called her own.
As for the friendly little town, the "little
piece of heaven" I was told about all those years ago, it turned instead
into an economic hell. From stats circa 2010, North Wilkesboro and surrounding
Wilkes County were carrying an astronomical unemployment rate, but stats I
found for circa 2016 indicate that has become somewhat better. I suspect much
of that can be accredited to folks giving up and moving away to where there is
employment.
After analyzing Census
data from the 2010-2014 American Community Survey for the 319
places in North Carolina with more than 2,000 people, we were left with this
set of the ten poorest places in the Tar Heel State:
1. Enfield
2. Yanceyville
3. Elizabeth
*4. North
Wilkesboro
5. Roxboro
6. Boone
7. Maxton
8. Fairmont
9. Edenton
10. Plymouth
The link takes you to the site that conducted the
study. It tells us that the factors contributing to the findings were:
- Poverty
Level
- Median
Household Income (Lower is poorer)
- Unemployment
Rate (Higher is poorer)
Fourth poorest out of 319 places just in the state of
North Carolina gives a fair picture of the fact that North Wilkesboro and
Wilkes County have not recovered from the loss of the track on which their
once-thriving economy depended almost entirely. The area has “adjusted.” There
is no visible way to recover.
Author’s note: The stats above are from 2016. The link
has been updated to 2019 and I’m happy to report that North Wilkesboro is
nowhere to be found on it now. As stated above, those that couldn’t find
employment there have moved on to where they could gainfully sustain themselves
and their families. It hasn’t really gotten better, it’s just different now
with far less residents than in better times.
Before those cards and letters start coming in, I
understand that it’s “Progress.” I’ve heard the reasoning and can even agree
with some of it… to a degree. Chalk it up to my age, but for me, it’s just
heartbreaking to see a place where we shared in so much fun, standing deserted
and alone as time and erosion continue to take over.
Before we part company today, I have chosen two short
videos for your viewing pleasure. The first is a one shot without comments,
using a guided drone with a camera aboard. You’ll recognize many spots from the
still shots. The red building outside the track in turn 4 is (was) the ticket
booth. As the film shows, the roof has suffered major damage and fallen into a
large portion of the building. The other red building, inside the track, was
the “elevated” Victory Lane, where the winning car was lifted to the top of the
building to carry out the celebration of having won at North Wilkesboro. It was
very impressive!
The final video for today is quite short and presents
an aerial look at the track before so much damage had occurred, with a voice
override in which you will recognize many of the names and voices you will
hear. The title accompanying this one reads merely “Ghosts.”
Time now for our Classic Country Closeout, and this
week I’m going to make it easy on your clicking finger. What follows is pure
Classic Country… a compilation of songs from the late, great Gentleman Jim
Reeves. I do hope you all enjoy this beautiful voice as much as I always have.
This “concert” contains my Mother’s favorite song, “Scarlet Ribbons” and no
one ever sang it like Jim.
Be well gentle readers, and remember to keep smiling.
It looks so good on you!
~PattyKay