I usually carry enough carts +spares, ear plugs + disposable foamy plugs for my dozy mates who forget there's, a small pen knife to slit the throat of the C class shooter who's beating me and ruining my season long sand bagging effort, Full silver service tiffin with fold out table, servants and gingham table cloth, Shooting vest with fake company sponsors on the back, Hip flak of Horlicks, A signed picture of GD that I kiss for good luck, rear view mirror for those tricky incomers and a book titled "A 101 excuses for missing"