The Ultimate Shot
Get ready, lads—this bucks party is all about turning clay discs to dust and downing cold brews like there's no tomorrow. Start off by gripping a 12-gauge and unleashing your inner action hero, with 25 clays each to either shatter or curse at. Once the sky’s clear, head to an Aussie pub where a frosty jug awaits, colder than a mother-in-law’s glare. After feasting on schnitzels and burgers that defy logic, we’ll hit a waterfront bar to strategise the night over another jug of liquid courage. It’s a day of clay destruction, beer appreciation, and mate celebration—one the buck won’t forget.
$299.00 per person, based on 9 attendees. Expecting less? Tell us how manyLove this package, but expecting less attendees than the required minimum? Don’t stress! We can cater for groups of many sizes, and can’t wait to help you achieve your bucks party goals! Simply let us know the expected group size when you submit your enquiry, and we can help you find one of our My Ultimate Bucks packages to suit your group size. It's that easy!.
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All of your package customisations will show up right here!Alright boys, grab your ear protection and get ready to turn some clay discs into dust! This buck's party is about to kick off with more bangs than a fireworks factory explosion.
We're kicking things off by slapping a 12-gauge in your hands that'll make you feel like you're starring in your own action flick. After a quick "don't shoot your own foot off" chat (yeah, we're looking at you, Dazza), it's time to light up the sky. With 25 clays each, you'll either unlock your inner sharpshooter or at least perfect your creative swearing when you miss.
Once you've shattered enough clay to make a pottery class jealous, we're heading to a proper Aussie pub to wet your whistle. A frosty jug of liquid gold will be waiting, colder than a mother-in-law's stare. The buck can choose to dominate it solo or spread the love - either way, it's going down smoother than his wedding vows.
By now, your stomachs will be growling louder than your mate Johnno's rusty ute. Our pub's got a menu that'll make your arteries cry for mercy - we're talking schnitzels that hang off the plate and burgers stacked higher than your wedding debt. Don't worry, we'll make sure the buck gets an extra brew. After all, he needs to practice holding his alcohol for all those wedding toasts, right?
Last stop is a sweet waterfront bar where another jug of courage juice awaits. It's the perfect spot to plan your night's battle strategy or debate whether the buck should get that "Property of [Bride's Name]" tattoo. We've even got a special cocktail menu for any lads brave enough to order something that doesn't taste like fermented barley.
So, if you're ready for a day of clay annihilation, beer appreciation, and mate celebration, give us a yell. We'll make sure this buck's party is more memorable than the wedding itself (just don't tell the bride we said that).