Yep,

Maybe a few BP reloads prior to a real scrubout and that's the result of the then supply of cracker powder masquerading as quality C&H. Anyway there was a pair of them presumably chased out by a dominant stag and they came across the alpine pasture like a pair of carriage horses in harness. (BTW I have a witness to it). I retain the case as a memento of "the best good plans come to nought".

Maybe this year...