I was hired for a week one time in the 80's for a private party at a secluded ranch in Meeker Colorado - all of the guests were CEO's and wives of BIG
Corporations and there just for fun:
Fly fishing for HUGE
cutts on the White River that bisected the ranch, horseback riding, helicopter rides, shooting sports including some sublime (imported) pheasant hunting, balloon rides (me), spa days for the ladies, hang gliding and on and on... kind of an orgy of excess.
The evening entertainment one night after dinner for the men (and the hired schleps like me) included a short trip to a small valley where cigars, single malt scotch and THIS
was under a tarp and served as a surprise desert. Several junk vehicles were set up on the opposite side of the valley about a quarter mile away and we all took turns "plinking" at dusk with live rounds and tracers. It was rumored that the CEO of Sony owned it - but no one ever fessed up how it was "acquired". We're talking male bonding.
A of group of grown men acting like little kids with their first BB gun....
That shotgun would have made the evening even better.