Wednesday Golf

It has remained cool in this part of the country.  There was some wind too and the marine layer was coming into the valley, which means that not much sun was going to warm us.  If you grew up in Chicago and saw the marine layer coming in, you'd seek the shelter of the basement.

Per my last post I was seeking better ball contact with the long club.  I was able to do this.  I shot a painless 77 with 40 on the front and one over 37 on the back.  I basically bogeyed the easy holes and parred all the hard ones.  There were no birdies and a couple of three putts.  All in all I was happy with what I could do.

I played from the middle of the fairway for the most part.

The par threes on the front nine require 150 yard carries.  In one case you have to clear traps, the other a pond full of frogs, herons, coots, and geese.

It was with these two holes that I learned that a full 150 carry is a pretty rare thing.  Even with some long hitters that I play with, getting to the greens is an accomplishment.  Today I managed to hit two nice irons to these pins and tapped in for pars each time.

I played with Wayne.  He is an interesting guy.    He will easily admit that his temperament is not suited to the game.  He generates a lot of club speed, but there are consistency problems.  I don't see anything glaringly wrong, but there are some chicken wings fluttering and more drop kicks than the old NFL.

So an occasional club is not returned to the bag without it being subjected to a bit of abuse and on occasion, half way through the hole is enough and Wayne will be happy to put his ball in his pocket and do no more than tend the flag for those are playing out.

But I like him.  He is quite quiet and a good companion.  He'll even talk to you on occasion, but that's pretty rare.  He does have a sense of humor and from my perspective, we get along just fine.

We played a twosome today and the pace was good.  There was little lacking in this outing. 

I must say that the golf has been more than a boon to my retirement life.  The exercise feels good, I'm still carrying my bag, and the folks I've joined to play with have been augmented the experience delightfully.

Tomorrow is an off day.  Then an early Friday and then the tournament on Sunday.