The batter on the banana peppers was way too salty. So I was somewhat grateful that my gin and tonic was watery. We returned to the boat, tipped the helpful young man and proceeded up Harrods Creek. One side of the creek looks much as it has for years, wooded and flat, obviously prone to flooding. The opposite side has been developed and looks more like the edge of a Florida canal than a Kentucky creek.
Expensive houses sit atop sculpted and landscaped lawns.
Every deck sports a hot tub. We were going up the creek to find out about water access to two more eateries, Willy B's Smokehouse Barbecue and the River Creek Inn. Willy B's looked like it had closed for the evening, though there were some tables on a patio overlooking the water. The River Creek Inn was rocking and rolling. Three stories of wooden decks were overflowing with diners.