Jekyll Island’s Ghost Forest: Driftwood Beach

We found ourselves up on the north end of Jekyll Island recently, right where the coast starts to tuck in at Driftwood Beach. It’s a strange, quiet place—basically a 'tree graveyard' where decades of the Atlantic pushing inland have toppled the old pines and oaks. These days, they’re just massive, salt-bleached shapes stuck in the sand, looking more like sculptures than old timber. When the tide pulls back, you can really see the scale of the 'boneyard' and get a sense of how much the island's shoreline has shifted over the years. There’s a lot of history layered into the salt air around there, too. It’s right near where The Wanderer came ashore back in 1858, and just a stone’s throw from where those financiers had their secret meeting in 1910 to draft the Federal Reserve Act.