Saturday, September 30, 2023

A Birdie on the Signature Hole at Pinon Hills

Written on 8-27-23.

    The wedding was fun.  I would say it was similar to Savannah’s wedding which was at that same venue.  The weather was wonderful when we didn’t end up in the sun.  Thankfully, shade from all the trees, and later from the house, gave relief from that.  The ceremony was short.  A person would barely be able to get water to boil before it was over, but it was as beautiful as it was concise.   The Edgertons made it more fun for us after it was over by keeping us company during the time between the wedding and the reception.  Some people handed out cookies in that time, and we also ate some chips and salsa.

Okay, back to the birdie.  I played with a Texan named Brad and his wife Jessica.  Jessica felt ill on the front nine, because she didn’t get her medication before the round.  He said she had some kind of auto-immune problem with her belly.  I think he mentioned a belly ribbon?  They were both very nice, but I could tell she was hurting.  She brought her clubs, but she never played.  They are from Gainesville.

She left after the first nine to go pick up her meds, so it was only Brad and me on the back nine.  


Pinon Hills Golf Course-Hole #6-Birdie #3 of 2023


This is what is considered as the ‘signature hole’ of Pinon Hills, so that is fun for me.  Also, I have never birdied it before, so that’s another bonus.

I used my 6-iron, because the white tees were moved up to the 169 yard range.  I swung with gusto, and it clipped my golf ball neatly.  It headed high and straight for the flag, and we could see it was on the green and left of the flag.  Brad hit the green as well.  I gave him advice for his putt, because we were just playing for fun.  This was his first time playing there, and he really enjoyed it.  After I gave him advice (it was good advice to putt his ball out to the right because of the break), I lined my putt.  My putt was mostly straight and it was from 20 feet.  I rolled it right in, and Brad gave me a fist bump.


Until next time…

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