Saturday February 14
This was our second day at Forkland. I made notes that the place was extremely quiet and peaceful except for maybe a few dogs barking across the river. And campers. And birds. And a few gunshots now and then. Palmettos.There were lots of huge trees to enjoy and along with that, tons of squirrels for Molly to chase. The only trails were the tiny network I mentioned before, starting just beside the park entrance station. Best I could tell, Molly and walked them all in well under an hour. But there were nice and had lots of lake views, so I won’t complain.
We ended the day on a bad note. The entrees we had at the restaurant (River City Soul) were good but the sides were awful and I couldn’t communicate with the waitress. The menu clearly stated that my entrée came with a side and a salad, but for some reason she thought that I didn’t want the salad. Even though I specifically requested honey-mustard dressing. But when she brought out Ed’s salad, I saw that I didn’t like the looks of it enough to ask for mine. The food took 25 or more minutes to come. And even though it had “soul” in the name, the food was pure American crap. A shame. Another time, when we come here, we’ll do The Red Barn--it was packed.
Apparently someone likes carving statues.




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