Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #14-Birdie #13 of 2013
My drive was long and left. I thought it might catch “the alley,” but I didn’t see it spill out. After I turned around, though, Cameron said he saw it, and sure enough, I could see my ball rolling out onto the fairway.
Cameron’s tee shot is just a little farther left than mine. Not only is it less than three feet from rolling down onto the fairway, but it’s also under a tree. He can take a full swing, but his follow-through smacks a branch and I never see his ball, but it ends up ten feet away for his second eagle attempt of the round.
My 9-iron from 150 is pulled slightly. Cameron said it had hit the hill on the left side of the green and then rolled down onto it. My eagle putt is a couple more feet away and more downhill than his. We talk about trading. I play mine too high. It goes past the hole and stops on the other side, but Cameron’s goes in! I buy him lunch after we finish #18 for his awesome eagle!
Written on 5-1-13.
Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #18-Birdie #14 of 2013
Cameron and I came to the end of our round together. I did not have a vehicle, so after this hole, I invited him to have lunch with me, my treat since he had eagled #14, like I wrote before. Danielle was still in Farmington, so I had plenty of time before she could pick me up. James has our van right now to help him move back after his first year of college at NMSU. Amanda and Kyle brought it to him last weekend when they went for registration.
I missed my drive in a big way. If I would have been playing #5 or #7, it would have flown over the fence. I was aiming for #3, but it ended up on #18’s fairway.
After that, it was pretty simple. I pictured a 7-iron draw, but it went straight instead, straight at the hole! I got a warm, bubbly feeling in my tummy, that feeling that keeps me coming back and back and back for more. I was on in two, and two putts later I had my fourth birdie of the round.
Now, if I can only get my pars (and only pars) on the rest of the holes.
I put the score in wrong. I put it in as an 83, but it was really an 82. An 82 with five doubles is both great and terrible at the same time. Five doubles will always beat four birdies.
Bruce and I play in the Best Ball League thing tomorrow.
Until next time...
My drive was long and left. I thought it might catch “the alley,” but I didn’t see it spill out. After I turned around, though, Cameron said he saw it, and sure enough, I could see my ball rolling out onto the fairway.
Cameron’s tee shot is just a little farther left than mine. Not only is it less than three feet from rolling down onto the fairway, but it’s also under a tree. He can take a full swing, but his follow-through smacks a branch and I never see his ball, but it ends up ten feet away for his second eagle attempt of the round.
My 9-iron from 150 is pulled slightly. Cameron said it had hit the hill on the left side of the green and then rolled down onto it. My eagle putt is a couple more feet away and more downhill than his. We talk about trading. I play mine too high. It goes past the hole and stops on the other side, but Cameron’s goes in! I buy him lunch after we finish #18 for his awesome eagle!
Written on 5-1-13.
Hidden Valley Golf Course-Hole #18-Birdie #14 of 2013
Cameron and I came to the end of our round together. I did not have a vehicle, so after this hole, I invited him to have lunch with me, my treat since he had eagled #14, like I wrote before. Danielle was still in Farmington, so I had plenty of time before she could pick me up. James has our van right now to help him move back after his first year of college at NMSU. Amanda and Kyle brought it to him last weekend when they went for registration.
I missed my drive in a big way. If I would have been playing #5 or #7, it would have flown over the fence. I was aiming for #3, but it ended up on #18’s fairway.
After that, it was pretty simple. I pictured a 7-iron draw, but it went straight instead, straight at the hole! I got a warm, bubbly feeling in my tummy, that feeling that keeps me coming back and back and back for more. I was on in two, and two putts later I had my fourth birdie of the round.
Now, if I can only get my pars (and only pars) on the rest of the holes.
I put the score in wrong. I put it in as an 83, but it was really an 82. An 82 with five doubles is both great and terrible at the same time. Five doubles will always beat four birdies.
Bruce and I play in the Best Ball League thing tomorrow.
Until next time...
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