Kim, Chris, and I took the 4+ hour drive “up North” this weekend to play in the 2006 International Bean Bag Association’s Fall Classic. An event that hasn’t been held in many years but has been recently revived due to elevated bean bag interest levels in many other areas (usually Corn Hole or any of the other more pointless bean bag associations).
The fall colors were in half swing up that way but we didn’t get to enjoy them on the drive up. The rain was coming down and it made the drive *real* shitty. I stopped at a gas station and got some glass cleaner to try and make the windows clear off a little better. I really need to get some washer fluid w/RainX.
After getting into the area we had to stop to get the keys for my buddy’s cabin. He left them, geocache style, in a little wooded area on the side of MN-65 about 10 miles south of the cabin. I found them after a bit of a search. No one would have found the fuckers if they didn’t have his clues! Crazy bastard.
Anyway, the cabin was great. I have been there numerous times before (see here and here) but this is the first time that Kim came along. I love the Grand Rapids/Hibbing area of the Iron Range and every visit to this cabin reminds me how badly I need to buy some land up there.
We went to bed at around 1AM and got up for breakfast and to head out to the tournament at 9. After a quick trip to the gas station, which had an out of order ATM, I had to get money from the cashier. She charged it like a credit card payment and gave me cash. The rest of the world really needs to understand that cash is dead. Seriously.
We arrived at the tournament grounds at about 11AM. Chris and I joined Craig on a trip to the liquor store to pickup the keg. I was already being reminded of college as I arrived and told them that I wasn’t a “champion keg tapper”. The “tournament director” chastised me by saying, “you’re obviously not from the Range; my daughter could tap a key perfectly by age 12.” Craig did say, “that’s not something you should be proud of,” but heh, I was owned.
Anyway, the tournament went well. It was a blast to compete in bean bags. I ended up sucking ass (my random partner was not too happy w/me) but did buy a set to bring home. It will be nice to be able to play more often. Maybe I’ll be a pro!
Chris and Kimmy both did well. Chris almost won it all but in his drunken stupor fucked it up and will never hear the end of it ;) Kimmy had fun (which was awesome!) and enjoyed the time on the range.
We’re looking forward to the Spring tournament in the snow ;)
See all the pictures from the weekend here (camera).