Mud Volleyball
Monday, April 27, 2009 
~Photo By Angel Williams
I might be a redneck.
At the very least I'm on a slippery slope to becoming "country" or "hick".
On Saturday I played in a mud volleyball tournament held at a roadside bar in Laclede, Idaho. The name of the bar is The Klondyke, and they host a Mud Volleyball Tournament every year. I have played 3 times. I missed last year because I was in Japan, doing something equally crazy.
Other than the freezing rain, it was a great tournament. It was the biggest ever with 17 teams. We lost, I don't think we came in last, but um, we might have been close.
I still have dirt in my toenails. Its a very weird experience to strip off your clothes only to realize that you have managed to get mud up your shorts and into your underwear. Have you ever had to wash mud off your taint? Its weird, and harder than you would think after drinking from 11AM to 8PM.
The scariest part of all...I look forward to mud volleyball all year.
Would someone who knew me before I lost my fucking mind come and stage an intervention? I am obviously crying out for help.
Anyway, I guess I should probably brush my hair and put on make up up or something. I am just inches away from buying a flannel and a can of chew.
I wish I could take credit for these great pictures, but I was actually on restriction from the camera. By the time I remember that I needed to take pictures for my blog, it was deemed that I drank too much Pendleton whiskey to be able to operate something as technical as a camera.
I kept telling my self that it was O.K. to drink whiskey out of the bottle because it helped make the cold go away.
FYI: You know the Kid Rock song that says: "Drinkin Whiskey Out the Bottle, Not Thinkin Bout tomorrow"? I always though he didn't want to "think about tomorrow" because he had to go to work or school or something. No. Thats not why, I assure you. I'm pretty sure its because you wake up the next day in the bathtub, naked except for one shoe.
This is what the competition looked like. ~Photo by Angel Williams
Mud Volleyball at the Klondyke ~Photo By Angel Williams
Hicks, Insanity, Mud volleyball, Rednecks in My Life 
Reader Comments (5)
SO, I'm PISSED that I missed this glorious event AGAIN! I was doing something quite possibly almost as redneck - I was watching my brother compete in college timbersports in Missoula. There was more Carhartt and chew in one place than downtown Sandpoint on a Thurday night. I want in on this next year!
WTF is the guy in the 3rd pic doing?
Honestly, when you wrote, "I'm inches away from buying a flannel and a can of chew," I'm glad I wasn't drinking milk at the time. I'd have spit it all over my computer and out of my nose. honestly, you kill me.
Ashley, PLEASE tell me what Timbersports are. I think I might possibly die if I don't find that out. I hope you can play next year too!!! Its a lot of fun.
John, you would have to have seen the event with your own eyes to understand the how very real that possibility could have been.
Gina~I have NOOOO idea, what he is doing, maybe smelling the mud, maybe thats not mud maybe its a person and they are going to make out, I'm fresh out of ideas.
Timbersports... you know... chopping and sawing in competition, kind of like what Clark Fork does on the 4th of July, only minus the booze (for the participants anyway) and they generally take it more seriously, than in CF. You could actually consider it a redneck trackmeet in a sense.