Here's the "rest of the story"
Saturday morning was a bit of a surprise to the assembled prone shooting masses (including the exceedingly pleasant British team who were really good sports at being beat in the Pershing Match, but that's another story.)
As we arrived at 6:30 am (necessary for the best parking spots) we found that not just a bit of the cover had blown down but somewhere between a half and two thirds of it.
My firing point was somewhere down under the canopy as it heads towards the ground
Some of the parts were a "bit" bent....
Fortunately team "Whack-a-mole*" came to the rescue and had the canopy removed by about 9 am.
*Whack-a-mole" was the process of removing the cross pieces in three mighty blows, one of which require the whacker to spin around one-eighty and get the last cross piece. I am happy to report that neither the whackers or moles were injured in the process :)
And the SB shooters had to "man-up" (or is that person-up?) and make like HP shooters :(
But the herd survived
and I think most of the folks had a good time
