Waldo has been known for years by the AAA as the #1 speed trap in the country. Sure it goes from 65 to 55 to 45 in a relatively short distance but over the past 10 years they have made the signs very obvious. The one that gets everyone is when going south, it does the 65-55-45 downturn right before the flea market light, goes back up to 55 and then almost immediately back down to 45 and then again to 35 going into the center of town.
I remember when there were billboards put up by the AAA warning drivers before the city limits of its impending enforcement.
Hampton is actually situated between Starke and Waldo just off 301 on 18. Different town, same bunch who learned from theeir buddies just down the highway.
I agree the signs for Waldo are now obvious. They’re still scum. As for Hampton, that is where I got my ticket as I stated in my original post.
There was a place similar in a town far away. Same tactics. Long hill w/ curve at the bottom, 55 mph down to 35 mph around this curve in short order.
The local Barney Fife would sit at the curve and pounce on people passing through.
One early, peaceful and tranquil morning before sunrise a couple of pounds of roofing nails were misplaced in the area where Barney would hide his cruiser.
Public morale improved shortly thereafter. Message received.
Last time I went through Waldo was about 1999 or 2000.
I don’t agree that it is a speed “trap”. At least going north (can’t recall regards going south). A trap is a setup where it is unreasonably easy to speed and that is used to ticket for ridiculous infractions. Going north it is so well marked and they make it abundantly clear one will get nailed, that IMO one is paying insufficiently safe attention to their driving if they speed there. Nobody is “trapping” anyone going northbound.
My favorite was in indian territory on US41 going to the keys. My brother was driving, I was enjoying the scenery. 45 for a long time, then “woohoo!” 55. Good thing I was watching the woods. 200ft down the road, behind a small tree, 45 again.
Maybe I’m old fashioned, but give me the good old days when they wore masks and game me a small adventure by pointing guns at me when coming along side my buggy while riding a horse.
Years ago, my dad said he’d disown me if I became a cop. Now I know why. This, and all the other crap. A good cop is one who stays bought.