Footage shot last fall on the South Fourche River in the mountains above my cabin. Wasn't sure what to do with it until last night I was reading from one of my favorite books, Three Ozark Streams by Ward Allison Dorrance. The little book is hard to find and expensive when you do, but read it if you get the chance.
What can I say? It's definitely a locals' hangout and a bonafide dive bar. The beer is cold and comes in bottles. It's the kind of place you probably won't get stabbed as long as you're not a jerk, but you might get tossed out the door by the patrons if you're rude to the bartender.