Lake Eufaula State Park — Attraction in Stidham

Update: I've changed this from a 1 star to 4. What happened was rough, but after speaking to the park manager, I feel confident that this was a rare occurrence. It sounds like they genuinely want their guests to have a positive experience. We are looking forward to giving them another try.

This negative review serve more as a warning to prevent someone else from ending up in the same situation. Before i begin, i will say that the woman in the office this morning was helpful and gave me a refund, but that does not change the fact that we are now driving 8 hours home with no sleep. We are regular campers decided to book a yurt at the park as a stopping point for us to rest while driving from pheonix AZ to West TN. When I submitted my info, I received a notification saying that I would receive the official confirmation after my payment went through. By 3:30 I hadn't received the email with confirmation info, but saw where the payment had come out. I tried calling and couldn't get anyone, but we decided to drive that way since the payment had already been taken out. When I finally received the confirmation, it gave a number to get instructions for a late check-in. I called and there was no answer. We got to the park very late and beyond exhausted. The key to the yurt was locked up, but there was no info about how to get it out other than to call another number that was posted at the park (this should have been sent in the confirmation email as well). I called and texted the number several times, tried to see if there was a ranger number to call, drove around the park. By this time myself, my husband and children were in tears from exhaustion. We kept trying the after hours number and couldn't even leave a voice-mail. They already had my money and we were too tired to keep driving so we tried to rest in the parking lot hoping someone would eventually call back or come by. The park office employee got there a few minutes after 8. I asked her what was supposed to happen with after hours number, and that's when she sees that "the girl forgot to take that phone with her". We had no choice but to take the refund and start driving home because we have to be back in TN today. The kids were looking forward to the yurt, my husband and I are desperate for sleep after driving 18 hrs in a 30 hrs window on about 4 hrs of sleep and we still have...

Please add arrows to the signs!! I often arrive after dark at my campsites because my RV is a slow Class A gas motor home, I'm towing a dinghy vehicle, and I'm driving over 200 miles between campsites by myself with no 2nd driver. Things go wrong and a 4 hour trip I start at 9:30am takes 11 hours and I arrive after dark. This park needs arrows on their signs. I got lost because the sign for the campground was on the right side of the road all lit up but the actual road was on the left in complete darkness with no arrows, so I turned into a road my gps said would loop me back around, just to find out there's a closed gate set back maybe 75-100ft to where I couldn't see it in the dark until it was too late. You cannot back up when dinghy towing. I was luckily able to unhitch my tow vehicle and drive around until I found my campsite and located the camp host. He was incredibly nice and helpful and gave me a ride back to my RV, lit up the road so I'd have an easier time backing out, and escorted me to my site. The whole campground was empty, so he switched me to a site closer to his permanent camp host residence & the bath house. After that,...

Down at Lake Eufaula State Park, they say if the water’s still and the moon’s high, you might catch a glimpse of the Eufaula Water Monster—a creature half crappie, half man, and fully ridiculous.

Legend has it, old Dale “Minnow” McKinney was night fishing after one too many Busch Lights and decided to try noodling with his feet. He stuck his big toe in a shady hole, felt a nibble, and yanked out something that looked like a fish… with a mullet. Before he could scream, the creature flipped back into the water, gave him a flipper salute, and disappeared in a splash of glittery scales and cuss words.

Since then, folks report seeing the monster skipping rocks, catcalling ducks, and stealing bait. The park rangers deny everything, but the bait shop now sells “Crappie-Man Repellent” in mason jars—mostly pickle juice and hot sauce.

You don’t have to believe it, but if your tackle box goes missing and your truck radio suddenly starts blasting Merle Haggard, don’t say you...