Ledges Golf Course-Part 1

Written on 9-14-25.

  Okay, I forgot to bring our MacBook, so I didn’t get to write about anything at Snow Canyon.  That’s the first time I didn’t bring our laptop while camping.  Instead of writing, I watched a DVD in our camper one day.  It was Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, and it was fun to watch again.  

It’s another Sunday, and I am listening to the Denver Broncos vs. the Indianapolis Colts.  It’s past halftime, and the Broncos are leading 28-20.  I just cleaned my clubs again, and B is relaxing on our back deck.  The weather has been steadily getting cooler, and we received plentiful rain in Aztec when we were at Snow Canyon.  We saw debris on

Snow Canyon is Coming!

Written on 9-7-25.

      It’s a Sunday afternoon, and Belinda and I have been prepping for our next camping trip to Snow Canyon in the southwest part of Utah.  We drove through Kanab on our way back after the Edgertons continued on their way to Canada to see the bears snag salmon out of the river there.  We stayed at a sanctuary/campground on our way home, and I said I would like to go back there to explore some more.  Well, tomorrow we will go do just that.  

If I would have said that the anniversary of Dad’s death was a year ago yesterday, and Danielle would be starting over at the Albuquerque Fire Academy tomorrow, I don’t know if I would believed either of those things.  They are as true as Tiger Woods’ aim with his putter, though.  

I miss my Dad.  Bev recently put many of the...

The Rest of the Progressive Best Ball Tournament

Written on 8-30-25.

    I am in Room 248 at the Courtyard Marriot in Ft. Collins, CO.  Belinda is resting on the other queen bed, and we just had lunch with Casey and Rowan.  James went to go get stuff set up for Mike Zoccoli’s wedding tonight.  I just texted Dan Spykstra, because we are very close to Windsor.  Unfortunately, we won’t have time to see him, but I wanted to let him know I was thinking of him.  James and Casey are in Room 246.

The wedding starts at 4:00, but we have a bit of time before we start to get ready.

Back to golf…

I helped the team again on hole #16.  Brett, the tournament coordinator, stopped by on this hole, and everyone else on my team melted down.  Was it because of his presence?  The next best score was Marc’s double bogey.  He got a stroke, though, so that became a bogey.  Russell also got a double, but he didn’t get a stroke.  Anyway, I really helped on this hole, and we needed it.  These were the holes where they were counting three scores now.

I got a par on the next hole, and I was proud of that, too.  My approach was interrupted by...

My Birdie From the Progressive Best Ball Tournament!

Written on 8-27-26.

   Belinda and I are in Durango, and we are parked right across the street from Hillcrest’s hole #6.  We have a bit of time before dinner with Darrell (last name), of all people, who is here for work at the Durango Airport.  We are meeting at Serious Texas BBQ at 5:00, and it’s 4:20 now.  

It has been a productive day.  We weeded and fertilized our lawn, cleaned the Jeep, and picked up our Alto.  It was in Bayfield for nearly a month at Durango RV Repair with Brett to get a new lithium battery mostly, but we got some other things taken care of as well.  I can see it in the rear view mirror, and it’s fitting and wonderful to have it back where it belongs again.  Brett did an amazing job, and we will love having...

Fleetwood Wins and The Progressive Best Ball Beginning

Written on 8-24-25.

       It’s a Sunday afternoon, and I am watching the FedEx Cup.  Tommy Fleetwood is leading now, but it’s early.  I went to a luncheon after church at the parish hall, so it’s a bit later in the day to be watching and writing about golf.  Father Raja’s parents are heading back to India after three months here in America, and that was the reason for the get-together.  They were incredibly kind, quiet, grateful, and humble.  I saw lots of pride sparkling from their faces for their son, too.

I just had a FaceTime call with Guy.  He called/used me on his way home after watching an Italian soccer team on TV.  One of ShyShay’s club volleyball friend’s fathers paid $15,000.00 for a small part of that team.  His friend joked...