Written on 3-29-13.
I am sitting outside my house at “Haven.” That’s what we coined our front porch after the brain surgery. The back deck is called “Sanctuary” now. The boys (James and Daryl) are playing Custom Robo, an older Nintendo GameCube game they played years ago.
We just finished playing golf, though. Mom, Dad, Daryl, James and I went to Hidden Valley this afternoon. They are all here for Easter.
Bev and Em are continuing their tour of Fort Lewis that they started yesterday. Emily might play soccer there, so they are visiting with the coach, touring the campus, buying stuff at the campus store. Fort Lewis is her second choice behind...
Embry Riddle, Eric’s alma mater, but who knows what may happen?
The boys took me on in golf today. It was Daryl’s idea. They had done this before at Grand Lake. Daryl thought that two incompetent golfers could take on one competent one. It was their scramble score against my straight up score, and it was closer than I would have liked.
Before I write about that, though, I need to catch up on three birdies and the Irish Open that Bruce and I played in.
3-31-13
Okay, Mom came out to talk to me about their big 50th anniversary party coming up this summer, so I postponed writing this until now, Easter Sunday. They are on their way home now, probably at Bayfield or beyond.
Another extraordinary coincidence happened with the Story of Ruth book at church last night during the Easter Vigil. Since I posted about it last time, I haven’t seen that little book, and I’ve even looked for it from time to time.
So, what are the odds that it would be directly in front of me in plain sight as we sat down and reserved seats for the four cousins, James, Danielle, Kyle and Becca? I showed Mom right away. She didn’t cry this time, only smiled, and then I showed Bev, too. I just find it spectacularly odd that I would happen to sit right where it was again when the family was here for Easter weekend.
On to the birdies...
Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #13-Birdie #3 of 2013
Over spring break, I played 27 holes in one day. It was the same day that C.J. shot par on the front nine. I wrote earlier that it was a bummer to be on the punishing end of his score, but I forgot that he and I were actually on the same team when he did that. So, he and I were able to beat Bruce and Reilly in match play 3 and 2. In other words, C.J. was able to beat them both by himself and I just kind of played along.
After it was over. they left, so I played on alone. After having lunch at the Rusty Putter, I jumped ahead of a traffic jam and started on #12. I got a fast bogey there, and then I earned this birdie on #13. I used my driver to go for it. My ball was even with the hole, but it was on the right side of the green, just a chip away. My chip worked out well, leaving me just five feet. I noticed a black speck of something as an aiming spot, but reconsidered my line when it looked like it would not break that much. It was a left to right slightly downhill putt that thankfully did not break that much, so I got the birdie.
Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #18-Birdie #4 of 2013
Pat (last name) was playing alone ahead of me. I had no chance of catching up with him, but after I played #14, I saw him waiting to tee off on #18, so I asked him if he wanted to play #15 through #17 again with me. I didn’t have to twist his arm very hard at all.
When we got back to #18, I had a huge drive that faded over the trees and left me with another close approach, similar to the one when Cameron wanted me to make a birdie or never play with him again. Well, Cameron, I did it this time. The hole was on the left side, and I missed left. My putt from pretty far off the green left me with putt just over a foot away. Pat complimented my drive that set up that birdie as we headed over to play #1. With those two birdies, I had shot a 40 on the back.
When he and I played the front, I played one of my best nine holes ever, and I almost tied C.J. When I got to #9, I had a chance to be even like C.J. All I had to do was get a birdie, but I ended with a bogey, so I shot a 39. It is so nice to break 40 on the front nine.
In other golf news, Bruce and I played in the Irish Open together on the weekend of St. Patrick’s Day. It was a two-person best ball tournament. He played incredibly well, shooting a 74, my best score ever. For Bruce, though, that’s becoming (excuse the cliche), par for the course.
I played respectably, helping a little bit on a few holes where I had a pop that Bruce did not. One of those holes was the most difficult hole on the course, #7, where I earned another birdie.
Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #7-Birdie #5 of 2013
I safely drove my ball over to #14’s fairway. When we got over there, some other guys were playing #14. Bruce said he and C.J. had played with one of them before, a pleasant fellow who appeared to have been a little intimidated playing with them. It took me a while to decide what I wanted to do, but I eventually made the safe 9-iron choice that got me around the trees and back on the fairway. With only 100 yards left, I did the three-quarters pitching wedge and got on the green. My putt was from left to right from around 15 feet. I read it well and made a smooth stroke to get my ball to fall in the hole. That birdie gave us a net eagle on our scorecard.
We ended up in third place with our net score. I still have my $15.00 waiting for me. I shot an 83. That is where my game is right now. I can shoot low eighties fairly consistently, and occasionally, I have broken eighty.
I am sitting outside my house at “Haven.” That’s what we coined our front porch after the brain surgery. The back deck is called “Sanctuary” now. The boys (James and Daryl) are playing Custom Robo, an older Nintendo GameCube game they played years ago.
We just finished playing golf, though. Mom, Dad, Daryl, James and I went to Hidden Valley this afternoon. They are all here for Easter.
Bev and Em are continuing their tour of Fort Lewis that they started yesterday. Emily might play soccer there, so they are visiting with the coach, touring the campus, buying stuff at the campus store. Fort Lewis is her second choice behind...
Embry Riddle, Eric’s alma mater, but who knows what may happen?
The boys took me on in golf today. It was Daryl’s idea. They had done this before at Grand Lake. Daryl thought that two incompetent golfers could take on one competent one. It was their scramble score against my straight up score, and it was closer than I would have liked.
Before I write about that, though, I need to catch up on three birdies and the Irish Open that Bruce and I played in.
3-31-13
Okay, Mom came out to talk to me about their big 50th anniversary party coming up this summer, so I postponed writing this until now, Easter Sunday. They are on their way home now, probably at Bayfield or beyond.
Another extraordinary coincidence happened with the Story of Ruth book at church last night during the Easter Vigil. Since I posted about it last time, I haven’t seen that little book, and I’ve even looked for it from time to time.
So, what are the odds that it would be directly in front of me in plain sight as we sat down and reserved seats for the four cousins, James, Danielle, Kyle and Becca? I showed Mom right away. She didn’t cry this time, only smiled, and then I showed Bev, too. I just find it spectacularly odd that I would happen to sit right where it was again when the family was here for Easter weekend.
On to the birdies...
Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #13-Birdie #3 of 2013
Over spring break, I played 27 holes in one day. It was the same day that C.J. shot par on the front nine. I wrote earlier that it was a bummer to be on the punishing end of his score, but I forgot that he and I were actually on the same team when he did that. So, he and I were able to beat Bruce and Reilly in match play 3 and 2. In other words, C.J. was able to beat them both by himself and I just kind of played along.
After it was over. they left, so I played on alone. After having lunch at the Rusty Putter, I jumped ahead of a traffic jam and started on #12. I got a fast bogey there, and then I earned this birdie on #13. I used my driver to go for it. My ball was even with the hole, but it was on the right side of the green, just a chip away. My chip worked out well, leaving me just five feet. I noticed a black speck of something as an aiming spot, but reconsidered my line when it looked like it would not break that much. It was a left to right slightly downhill putt that thankfully did not break that much, so I got the birdie.
Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #18-Birdie #4 of 2013
Pat (last name) was playing alone ahead of me. I had no chance of catching up with him, but after I played #14, I saw him waiting to tee off on #18, so I asked him if he wanted to play #15 through #17 again with me. I didn’t have to twist his arm very hard at all.
When we got back to #18, I had a huge drive that faded over the trees and left me with another close approach, similar to the one when Cameron wanted me to make a birdie or never play with him again. Well, Cameron, I did it this time. The hole was on the left side, and I missed left. My putt from pretty far off the green left me with putt just over a foot away. Pat complimented my drive that set up that birdie as we headed over to play #1. With those two birdies, I had shot a 40 on the back.
When he and I played the front, I played one of my best nine holes ever, and I almost tied C.J. When I got to #9, I had a chance to be even like C.J. All I had to do was get a birdie, but I ended with a bogey, so I shot a 39. It is so nice to break 40 on the front nine.
In other golf news, Bruce and I played in the Irish Open together on the weekend of St. Patrick’s Day. It was a two-person best ball tournament. He played incredibly well, shooting a 74, my best score ever. For Bruce, though, that’s becoming (excuse the cliche), par for the course.
I played respectably, helping a little bit on a few holes where I had a pop that Bruce did not. One of those holes was the most difficult hole on the course, #7, where I earned another birdie.
Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #7-Birdie #5 of 2013
I safely drove my ball over to #14’s fairway. When we got over there, some other guys were playing #14. Bruce said he and C.J. had played with one of them before, a pleasant fellow who appeared to have been a little intimidated playing with them. It took me a while to decide what I wanted to do, but I eventually made the safe 9-iron choice that got me around the trees and back on the fairway. With only 100 yards left, I did the three-quarters pitching wedge and got on the green. My putt was from left to right from around 15 feet. I read it well and made a smooth stroke to get my ball to fall in the hole. That birdie gave us a net eagle on our scorecard.
We ended up in third place with our net score. I still have my $15.00 waiting for me. I shot an 83. That is where my game is right now. I can shoot low eighties fairly consistently, and occasionally, I have broken eighty.
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