I'm glad to be home with a shower, heat, and running water. Ran between 20-30 degrees all day. The elements were a challenge! Sausage got farked up beyond repair except for one lone fatty. Still placed 7th out of eight. Ribs were more farked than the sasuage. Could pull the bones out of the slab of baby backs, but the meat was tough as bad brisket. 8th out of 8.
I was doing great in my quest to sandbag for the Dead Ass Last award which was the choice pick of all the door prizes. Then came brisket. I kept wanting Andy to call my name so I'd have last place all wrapped up. 8th, 7th,...WTF? 6th, 5th,... come on Andy and call my name! 4th, okay we are getting closer to 1st (which was the only paying position). DON'T Call My Name! 3rd, yes! 2nd... Plowboys BBQ... DAMN!!!
Muchin Hogs took the Grand Championship. We hope to get 25 teams next year which would fill the campground. Someone offered a 500 purse for a Friday night poker party to draw teams. (Of course they were drunk when the offer was made.) More door prizes are planned for next year including a two night stay at the Hilton by the airport.
I'll post some pictures later. I'm sure Andy will post the results. I'd suggest Wayne posting the origin of the Meathead award, but I think Andy's version will be much more lively.
Wife came with me which was great. No kids for the first weekend in almost a year. It was a full day of chick flicks in the camper, but well worth it for some quality time with my gal.
EDIT: Wayne, thanks for pulling my smoker to Polar Swine. I have a gift for you when I see you at Kooker's Kare next month.
