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The river is nice and peaceful, but the bathrooms... don't go in the bathrooms... They were Lovecraftian and Eldritch in nature... 'Squitos were plentiful in early June (especially in the bathroom.) What made up for everything however was the experience of waking up to a local Ozark man catch the biggest catfish I've personally seen out of the back of his pickup. There were also friendly dogs investigating the campsite in the morning. The most Arkansas-esque place I've visited yet.