Battles & Brews
Bucks mission brief
It opens on the lanes with a coach who stays with the group the whole session, every axe size going, and a contest nobody sits out. Then the brews: a beerhaus booked out most weekends where your table is held anyway, steins arriving cold, bretzels warm, and a full litre for the Buck. After that a reserved table for your group alone, beers poured on arrival, buffalo wings, wagyu sausage rolls, steak fries and veggie spring rolls, with screens, a heated balcony and pool tables around it, plus another pint for the Buck. It lands in a cordoned booth down a laneway, whisky-bar dark, his beer bucket iced and waiting. Doors open at every stop, all night.
Game Plan
$189.00 per person, based on 10 attendees.
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All of your package customisations will show up right here!Battles & Brews is a straight swap: one axe range to sort out who's who, three venues to celebrate it in, and the Buck carried through the lot. You won't be spending the night as the bloke with the plan in his pocket, answering the same question at every corner. It's all set already, and each venue is expecting the group before it arrives.
The first battle is at the lanes, in a room with a serious Viking streak: timber, steel, and targets that take a beating all session. A coach is with your group start to finish, running the demo and then keeping the contest tight so it stays a competition rather than a queue. There's a full range of axe sizes, so everyone experiments until he finds his weapon. Reputations get made in about twenty minutes: the surprise marksman nobody saw coming, the bloke who can't locate the board, and the Buck, who gets roasted for every throw regardless of where it lands.
Battles need brews, so the beerhaus is next. It's booked out most weekends, which isn't your problem: the table has been held, and you walk in and sit down without breaking stride. Cold German beers arrive, warm bretzels get pulled apart, and the Buck is presented with a litre stein, which is less a beer than a public challenge. He'll take it on. He'll regret it.
Then the feed, and it's the proper kind. The table is reserved for the group alone, the beers are poured before anyone sits, and the kitchen sends out buffalo chicken wings, wagyu beef sausage rolls, steak fries, and veggie spring rolls. Enough to soak up the steins and set the crew up for the back end. The room has more in it than the table: screens across the walls, a heated balcony beer garden for air, and pool tables for the next contest, given the first one clearly isn't settled. The Buck is handed another pint while he's still telling everyone he won.
The last venue sits down a laneway, low-lit and whisky-bar dark. Your booth is cordoned off and it's the group's for the night, with the Buck's beer bucket already waiting in it, four beers on ice with his name on them. The bar is set for the boys to keep shouting him rounds. It's the right ending: the champion finally declared, the Buck installed in the booth with a bucket he treats as personal property, and the night running as long as the group wants it to.
You were in it from the first swing to the last round, throwing and eating and arguing the result with everyone else. The night held itself together. All you had to do was pick it.
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