There really aren't that many fish camps left in Charlotte proper. Heck, there aren't that many of anything left in Charlotte proper. We're too busy clearing out everything to build something else to keep anything, much less the lonely fish camp. But Steve's is a reasonable facsimile of a fish camp. To get anything better you have to make a decent drive, to for us city dwellers, it will do just fine.
Most fish camps get rather busy, especially on the weekends, and Steve's is no different there. Pull into the lot at the wrong time and you will think you were left off the guest list to the family reunion. This place can get busy.
Still, it is not much of a secret that the best days of Steve's are likely behind it. As enjoyable as they are, mounds and mounds of fried food are just not as appetizing as they once were, and don't tell anyone, but just as Charlotte refuses to hold onto anything from the past, we are also not exactly a hotbed for seafood. Do not be dismayed, however. Wear your pajama jeans or unbuckle your belt, shimmy into the booth and partake in the glory of the oil-basted goodness as you feel your arteries harden.
Then eat salads for the next few weeks.