You’ll ride through muddy back roads in middle Tennessee’s countryside on a guided Can-Am tour—splashing through creeks, stopping at old barns and caves, sharing laughs over sweet tea at a historic store. Expect real dirt under your nails and stories you’ll want to retell long after you’ve washed off the mud.
Your three-hour ride includes use of a Side by Side vehicle equipped for county roads, safety helmets and goggles for everyone onboard, all fees and taxes covered upfront, plus bottled water to keep you going between creek splashes and dusty trails.
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Read all the reviews ›We’d barely figured out the seatbelts before our guide, Jake, grinned and said, “Alright y’all, ready to get muddy?” The engine rumbled under us—honestly louder than I expected—and we rolled straight into a world that felt nothing like my usual city routine. Red clay dust kicked up behind us as we took off down those winding middle Tennessee back roads. The air was thick with that earthy smell you only get after rain. My friend tried to wave at some cows but they just stared back, chewing like they’d seen it all before.
The first creek crossing came up fast—Jake just waved his hand and shouted something about keeping steady. Water splashed up cold against the side of the Can-Am and for a second I thought we’d lose a shoe (we didn’t). There was this moment where everything went quiet except for the sound of tires crunching gravel and birds somewhere overhead. We stopped by an old barn with faded paint peeling off; Jake told us it’s been there since his granddad’s time. He showed us a cave entrance tucked behind wildflowers—didn’t go in far but you could feel cool air drifting out.
I didn’t expect to laugh so much at the little things: my attempt to pronounce “Pulaski” (which got me a look from Jake), or when someone in our group tried to pet a goat at one of the historic farms and nearly got headbutted. There was an old country store halfway through—real wooden floors, creaky screen door, and shelves lined with stuff I haven’t seen since I was a kid. The owner poured us sweet tea and told stories about folks getting lost out here “before GPS ruined all the fun.”
The three hours honestly flew by. By the end my shoes were muddy, my cheeks hurt from smiling, and I kept thinking about how different these back country trails feel from anything else near Nashville or Franklin. If you’re looking for a day trip in middle Tennessee that’s more grit than gloss—this is it.
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