Tuesday, though, we kicked ourselves a bit just to get started. We went. The pictures are illustrative of the experience.
What it is is rain.
But in this case, it is smoke. Elvin made his world-famous peach cobbler baked in a Dutch oven over an open fire. Which was upwind of the tent. It was worth it. Table games were played under the tent, and there were sunny periods between downpours.
One of the preachers (there are two) in the group. Richard is every bit as pleasant as he looks.
firepit fishing hole on our space. Bring your rod and lure, try your luck.
Wiener's opinion of the whole thing.
On the way home Thursday morning, we arrived in Sulphur Springs at 10:50 which was perfect timing for a stop at the Iron Kettle. BBBH had a beautiful everything-in-it-omelet with a lovely biscuit and hot tea. I had the hand breaded grouper with baked potato and fruit, water with lemon.
Note to self: Order that again. One of the best pieces of deep fried fish I ever had. The breading was better than dessert. Which I skipped.