2025 March 7-10 Thousand Trails Peace River

The Thousand Trails Peace River RV Campground is one of many subscription campgrounds offered for a fixed fee (often free) to members. Our subscription was a “gift” from the sales team where we purchased our new Motor Home.

Ample campsites scattered among mature trees. Quiet, peaceful, and lots of walking trails along the Peace River. We hope to return soon. Stu wants to kayak the River and Joan is hoping to photograph some antique car races at the Sebring Raceway.

Lovely treed and well-spaced campsites

Our campsite was well within the cluster, surrounded by nothing but trees. Lovely place to camp.

Our Campsite in the Trees

Joan started the day and ended the weekend with a cold. One of the sleep-losing-hard-to-breathe colds that dragged on, only receding as the weekend ended, but nonetheless we were both able to enjoy the weekend.

Stu’s goal this weekend was to find a perfect catfish meal. We searched and found the Okeechobee Fish Company with 4.9 stars and the perfect catfish. Having found our “place” for late Friday lunch, Stu dutifully entered it in Google Maps and was directed to a small town called Catfish, miles from nowhere.

After missing the perfect place, we had a short, interesting stop at the Sebring Raceway. They had a scheduled classic car race during the weekend, but organizing the RV and recovering from the cold took precedence.

Our second lunch choice was a nice lunch place called Gater Shack. We stopped there after Sebring for a quite good lunch. We both had fresh salads, Joan had a Chef’s Salad with Shrimp and I had a house salad with gater bites. Tasty lunch, but still looking for the perfect catfish.

After lunch we continued on to the campground. It was our first experience with Thousand Trails where we were instructed to pick any site not occupied or reserved..

Leveling blocks

Our new motorhome gave us a tour of the campground. We got to choose from the remaining spaces. We were quite satisfied but the site had somewhat of a hill that took a bit of adjustment. We solved the problem by inserting leveling blocks under the front wheels. Turns out there were no level sites to be found except for the already-occupied sites on concrete pads. Our site had a slight hill that presented a challenge since Winnie II has no automatic leveling system.

We rather enjoyed driving around the campground looking at the other rigs and campsites. I was relaxing with the drive when I noticed a 40+ foot fifth wheel trying to navigate the turns looking for a site big enough to hold their rig.

After setup, we had a nice walk around the campground including the nature trail that followed the Peace River. A highlight of the walk was a stray fisherman and three kids rafting down the river in spite of all the signs to beware of alligators.

Saturday was mostly spent on getting the motor home organized and some of the windows tinted, job to be completed the following week back on the east coast.

On Sunday, building on the eating theme, Stu grilled salmon at our campsite. Took a bit of struggling since the striker fell apart, but the fish and corn was even better-tasting than it is on our patio at home.

 

Monday was a weather-threatening day for our drive home. Joan correctly predicted that if I unhooked early, I could avoid getting drenched. Maybe I’ll listen next time.

Being Monday, the excellent Catfish places were all closed.  So we settled for Pogey’s at 4.2 stars. It would have to improve significantly to be poor.  Joan’s salad was a mix of wilted lettuce and over-ripe tomatoes.  Fortunately, the chicken on top of the salad was quite good.

My catfish was a handful of Okeechobee Catfish fingers with a nondescript breading.  Some were hot and some were cold, but I was hungry. The cole slaw was overly sweet (they did say it was sweet slaw) and the tater tots (how can you ruin tater tots?) were from a heat lamp tray and not the hot to touch I expected.

Even with the heavy rain, which Joan (and the weather forecaster) predicted, the easy to drive motor home took us safely home in strong and gusty winds.