Sunday, Sunday, Sunday, bitter cold and snow, this was a day for the hardy.

Thirteen shooters huddle under cover, one posse not wanting to give up. It was a close call at the end of the second stage in bay one, either make a run for home or stick it out. It didn’t really take much prodding and it was decided that with some miner tweaking we could shoot stages three and four in bay two as “stand and deliver”.

We had made it this far and there was still one lone clean shooter, “we can’t quit now” was the battle cry for stage five, stage six however only brought tears. Stage six was a 10 on four round count, what could be easier, however It was quite a poke out there even for a rifle.

The last lone “clean shooter” stood with rifle in hand, at the beep the shooter started on the furthest target with three rounds then three on next target then… then it happened, just inches from target three the clean match was lost.

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T-Bone Shorty Stage five