Don , it was indeed before the wind storms blew in;-) People had hard times holding onto their hats. In fact we observed one straw sombrero take flight from individual and fly seems like 100s of feet into air out into no man's land (creek bottom in front of firing lines) that certainly became the property of critters instead of former owner

Now while waxing a bit nostalgic about a Quigley match is not unheard of I hope. Since 2015 Q it is on the horizon one more story. During practice week prior also at the Buffalo range I scored a two for one with that Lee 500R. At the sound of the horn my turn to fire came first so I was ready. As the starting horn sound faded I pressed the trigger sending 1st shot of day down range. It was another cold barrel impact on yon Buff. But there was quite a dust up and a blur shot out from under the steel. My spotter caught sight of a Coyote doing the heal and toe away. Evidently the critter had snuggled up under the warm steel for comfort night before. The arrival of said humble Lee boolet was rude awakening I suppose