Logan Martin’s Aristotle

Carl Wallace builds lake fan base with social media posts

Story by Carol Pappas
Photos by Kelsey Bain

Grab a cup of coffee and Lets Chat

Carl Wallace

And so begins the weekly blog of Carl Wallace. Some may call him a critical thinker, something akin to an Aristotle, the Greek philosopher who covered such weighty subjects as logic, ethics, metaphysics, politics, natural science and physics. He simply calls what he writes – and thinks – “Lake Ramblings.”

On social media, he’s gathered quite a following, numbering in the thousands at daybreak each Saturday morning when his ‘ramblings’ appear. His photos, his thoughts on life and lake and his conversation starters up and down Logan Martin’s shoreline community have made him a local celebrity.

And his fans snap up his books – four of them to date – to preserve the special memories, snapshots and perspectives of life on the lake his writing evokes.

“This is lakelife right here,” he says with an animated sweep of his hand motioning lakeward from his usual perch deckside of his Logan Martin home. It’s his ringside seat to what he calls paradise. “We’re incredibly lucky,” he said, noting that he and wife, Marcia, known as “Mar” to regular readers of his blog (Why use two syllables when you can get by with just one?), are “blessed.”

Fishing at sunset a favorite pastime

The genesis of Ramblings was in 2014 when he occasionally posted on Facebook a series of random thoughts about life on the lake and life, in general. People connected, and the following grew. It evolved into every two weeks and then when COVID hit, one of his followers messaged, “You need to go weekly.”

The writing came naturally. An engineer by trade, he had done technical writing over the years. As a hobby, he raised beagles, and he wrote about them in magazines, too. He talks of left brain, right brain and how a chemical engineer could become a writer, and this natural born storyteller made an easy transition. “I said, I’ve done this chemical engineering thing, I want to try this other side for a while and see what else I am.”

Now his storytelling travels over a neighborhood he describes as “50 miles long,” the length of Logan Martin Lake. And this vast ‘community’ looks to their neighbor for news, weather reports, predictions about lake levels and flooding, comings and goings on the lake and even a song lyric or two. “I do a lot of research,” he notes. He tells of origins and history of the everyday occurrences he might encounter and write about. He even tests new products for his readers like the time he bought the Bug Assault, a gun that shoots insects. “Lake people like toys,” he says.

His life, he adds, resides on a laptop and 3 x 5 cards. “I’m observant, but my memory is not so good,” he adds. “I have to make a note or text Mar” to make the note for him.



The storyteller in him

It all eventually winds up in his Saturday morning dialogue with his community. He posts in social media groups, All Things

Logan Martin Lake and Love Lake Logan Martin, which he described in his first book, Lake Ramblings, Heaven Can’t Be Too Far From Here! as “a group of human beings interested in life on Logan Martin Lake, located in central Alabama.”

In the foreword, he tells readers: “I suggest you read one Ramblings per day. I also suggest that you read it aloud to

someone you love. My hope is that you smile together.”

Facebook may have what it calls a conversation starter post, but Carl is the ultimate conversation starter. “Storytelling is a dialogue in the form of stories,” he explains. “It’s the way conversation starts.”

He learned that in Yazoo, Miss., where Jerry Clower lived and worked at one time for the same company as Carl. Clower eventually became a standup comedian, and his stories about the South earned him the moniker, “Mouth of the Mississippi.”

At Carl’s company, he says he was lucky to hang around with some of the older guys who would tell stories of days gone by. They entertained and engaged their audience. That art wasn’t lost on him.

So, every Saturday morning, he engages his “fellow human beings” with random tales of the week, thought provoking questions and observations, and he ends with a few song verses for good measure.

The song lyrics, he says, were an evolution in his writings. “It’s become a huge part of it. You never know when a song verse is going to touch someone.” It’s not unusual for a song verse to bring out a chorus of ‘I remember when’ comments from his readers each week.

How does he pick them? There is a common thread. “I preach love, tolerance and fun,” he says.

Sunsets aplenty

Sunsets play a starring role in his posts and in his life on the lake. In dedicating that first book, he thanked all his friends and followers and dedicated it to all who live on Logan Martin. “I must also thank the Lord for putting the most awesome sunsets in the world on Logan Martin Lake and for putting us here to appreciate them.”

His books are filled with sunset photos he has taken, and some of his favorites have been made into enlarged photos on canvas hanging in a place of honor reserved in the great room.

But they’re not the only source of his inspiration for writing ramblings. He draws inspiration from just about anything in front of him and gives it a little twist – a double entendre, one might say. “We saw a jet ski out and about around Thanksgiving – cool – literally,” he wrote.

He committed his ‘ramblings’ to book form so his daughter may pick one up in the future and here him. His writings are countless examples of everyday occurrences that lake people can relate to. “Left? Or right? That’s the big decision you have to make to go ‘tuning!” he wrote in another post. For non-lake folks, tuning means riding on a pontoon boat. “Are we going downstream? Or upstream? Toward the dam? Or toward I-20? Tough

decisions (smiling emoji inserted). It’s a big relief once you’ve committed – whew!”

By Lake Ramblings, too, “ya gotta love the lake,” he added thousands more members to his dedication list but went a step further: “Let’s also include the millions of lake lovers everywhere – I suspect we have a lot in common.”

By his third book, Lake Ramblings Again, “still lovin’ the Lake life,” he added more fans and followers to his dedication, singling out “those special fans that understand me more than 50 percent of the time.”

The latest is Lake Ramblings IV, “welcome to paradise,” and a fifth is due out in May. He warns would-be readers in Lake Ramblings IV: “So, here’s the premise, the setting – me and you, sitting on our upper deck, daybreak, overlooking the lake, right now, drinking coffee and chatting – yes, I will hog the conversation.”

And lucky for the Logan Martin community, the conversation continues every Saturday morning about daybreak.

You’ll read about the lake wildlife he named, like Genghis, the great blue heron; Larry, the lizard; Crack, the squirrel; Fred and Maggie, the Mallard couple; Stump, the chipmunk, and a seeming menagerie of others.

You’ll hear about humans, too, like Neighbor Dalton and Long Company Hugh. They’re all part of Carl’s Saturday morning community conversations.

How did they get here from there?

When it was time to retire eight years ago, the Wallaces knew they wanted to be on the water, and Alabama was a good choice because their daughter, Shannon Atchenson, lived in Birmingham. “I’m a spoiled bass fisherman,” he says, noting that Guntersville real estate was a bit high. They couldn’t find what they wanted on Lay, and someone mentioned Logan Martin. “I had never heard of it,” he recalls, so he said, “Let’s go look.”

Carl and Marcia “Mar” on the deck

They found the perfect place with a near 360-degree view, and they more than settled in. They are regular fixtures at community events, and he often uses his Saturday morning posts to promote them. Chapel in the Pines – the come as you are church at Lakeside Park – is a regular feature. “It’s a cool thing, he says, to comment that you “get in the boat and go to chapel.”

Retirement looks good on Carl. He was in the chemical industry for 33 years, enjoying a successful career as an executive. But when it came time to retire, he said he was ready.

“When I was 27 years old, I knew I was going to be good at retirement. And I am.”

Editor’s Note: In addition to every Saturday morning on Facebook, you can read Carl’s posts on

LakeRamblings.com. His books are availble on Amazon.com

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