The goods often range very widely in array and variation. There are novelty shops that have goods and clothing that are humorous and also there are wood works that are very articulate. My personal favorite of years past was a rubber band gun that simply involved a clothespin and a piece of wood that was shaped like a revolver. They were fun and my brother and I got into plenty of trouble with them. Also amongst the shops are leather working vendors, pottery, and even glass workers. Each with unique and very elaborate designs that vary greatly from one piece to the next. There is an awful lot of embroidery and handmade throw rugs and clothing which is easily identified with family secrets and techniques. .
Not to be forgotten are the many food and beverage vendors. Ranging from Chinese, Japanese, Cajun, and yes good old country cooking you can't go wrong with just about anything that you put in your mouth at the Catfish Festival. All walks of people from around the world who make their homes in Kingsland and the many neighboring communities come out to share a little bit of their culture with the community. But the most favorite and celebrated of all of these this time of year is definitely the catfish of the Satilla and St. Mary's rivers. During this weekend it is not unusual for the community to consume nearly 3,000 pounds of catfish each year. That and along with many other types of seafood such as gator tails, shark, shrimp, and even crab are all locally caught and prepared for the enjoyment of the community and visitors. This is probably mostly why the large crowds keep coming back each year eager to see what each new festival brings to the public. .
The southern tradition of meet and eat is easily taken care of during the Catfish Festival, but another is also touched upon during this time and that is entertainment. The variety of entertainment is unheard of for such a small town.
Have you ever seen a 40-pound catfish? ... My dad and I would drive up a few days before the fireworks festival, and my brothers Kenny and Kyle would drive up a day after. ... We spent hours fishing for just the right size perch to catch "eatin' size" catfish, as Uncle Kent would say. ... An impeccable place for catching catfish. ... It looked as if it had eaten every other catfish in the lake. ...