Whiteys Fish Camp

So apparently some event called Biketoberfest takes place all along the east and west coasts of Florida. Just so happens this is the weekend we are heading to Florida. Along with all the bikers comes an increase in rates at rv parks. By increase I mean from $30 to $150 a night. We decided to head inland a bit to keep cost down. We found a place online called Whiteys Fish camp.

The pictures showed a harbor, fishing tours, boat rental and a restaurant....sweet! We arrive to a restaurant on some body of water with the trailer park in its parking lot. The "office" was actually in the bait and tackle shop and the worker was smoking cigarettes and drinking a budweiser when we arrived.

"No Swimming, Hungry Gators"





We figured at least the rates were really cheap and if we wanted to go dinner the stumble home was only 20 steps away. Clay made a friend on Saturday morning. Some little 6 year old boy knocked on the door for Clay all afternoon. For some reason he let Shreddar play with his skateboard. He was upset cause Shred scratched the stickers off, but Shred did manage to skateboard for all of three seconds. Way to go pal!

Saturday night we went on a date to Whiteys. They had an outdoor bar and dining area right on the water with live entertainment. OH SNAP Allen...we didn't know you were going to be here or that you play the guitar.

Once we were seated we noticed the service staff had collectively 50 teeth at best. We decided to stay for dinner even though the staff looked mangey, and also because we were in the middle of nowhere. We split fried gator tail, which can be described like super well done chicken breast. I'm pretty sure I can go through life never eating that again.

Clay wanted to indulge in their version of a bloomin' onion, dirty!!!!!

We split an order of fried clams, which was the highlight of the meal. They were sweet, tender, and delicious.

Lastly we had an order of fried catfish with fries and hushpuppies. The fish was not as good as what we had in Georgia, but it was good. The hushpuppies were horrible. Thank God the fries were hot.
At least the beer was cheap and ice cold. Oh and I forgot...they actually had RYE!!!!!!

On our last night we were feeling even more fat and walked over and ordered some of Whitey "homemade" dessert to go. The chocolate layer cake was definately boxed mix and the icing Duncan Heinz, maybe with some booze mixed in. The key lime pie was garnished with a sauce that looked like Slimer from ghostbusters, my guess not homemade.
Thanks for nothing Whitey's. At least tomorrow we will be in the happiest place on earth.....Disney!