From all accounts, a fine time was had by all, with the only audible complaints bein' about the adverse effects of cold fingers when tryin' to load cold shootin' irons. (Probably shoulda stoked the campfire to keep things toasty... if we had a campfire.)

Thanks to Tony Lombardi for his efforts in keepin' the chuck wagon fires goin' and dishin' out the grub. Also a big thank you to all the cowpokes who helped set up and tear down the targets and props. That steel wasn't only heavy, it was cold, too!.

A special thanks goes out to Grizz Henry for his work with his team of draft horses ... er, I mean Kubota tractor... in clearin' snow off the range, fillin' in the swampy parts, and haulin' targets down from the barn. He also stopped by a couple of days before the match to help chop out some ice that was blockin' the way to the range. We couldn't have done it without him. Thanks Grizz!