In the foot-print ridden sands of the Black Lake's upper shore is the Volleyball court—an open, public place where competition regularly ensues. One can show off here if they didn't feel like drinking at the Tiki bar—or weren't permitted. The net's height and length are of official measurement, making the game a tad harder than the ones you normally played. The court's light is made up of a myriad of beautiful and bright bluebell flames that are in large, clear mayonnaise jars.