Back from the Storm Lake comp. We. Had. A. Blast! This was a GREAT comp and we will definitely return to this one. Very stiff competition, quite a few of the top 25 teams were in attendance so we had our work cut out for us. All day Friday it rained which was a bit of a downer so we were hiding under tarps and tents all afternoon. Facilities were great! Very nice bathrooms / shower house and if it wasn't for the crabby camp ground people it would have been 10/10 despite the rain.
We took an 8th place chicken and 29th overall out of 43 teams. The other scores were right around the 30/31 mark. Our food was just not up to par. Still, I couldn't be prouder of the team, they all worked their butts off and did everything right, just wasn't our day.
Here are the pics:
Me - still happy before my *ahem* interruption - I will elaborate during the ribs section.
SO... right about here - 5 mins till turn-in time, one of the aforementioned crabby campground people come by and start bitching because my truck, which my wife had just parked outside the tent 5 mins earlier, didn't have a 'sticker.' One of the guys tried to go talk to him and work it out. Then my dad then went out to talk to him. The guy kept saying 'it needs a sticker for each day.' My dad tried telling him it wasn't going to be there for a day and we needed to load it up. Finally I lose it, march out there wearing my apron, gloves, and carrying my 15" slicer and yelled at him "I can't load my truck with all of this (hand gesture with my knife toward the tent and smoker) if it's parked 2 blocks away, now I have a BBQ competition to complete so get the f--- out of my tent and take my trash with you." Stormed back into my tent and got ribs ready for turn in.
My only hissy fit for this competition.
Nothing I like more than to kick back with a Zima and a Virgina Slim reading 50 Shades of Grey with DCman (The Czar).