Written on 5-28-26.
We drove, and we talked some more. We even used part of that time to talk about politics. We drove past the campground to go to Las Vegas, so we would be less than an hour away when we were done. I drove an awful lot that day; Eric, the twins, Kody and I drove to Rob’s house in Santa Fe for dinner that night, too.
The pro recognized me from our phone calls. He said Apple Maps has done this to other people. We grabbed some breakfast burritos before we played. Greg treated, since I had driven so much. Then we played.
The course was rough. It had weeds and grass growing in the bunkers, and the sand was more like gravel. It was patchy and similar to the “dog track” (Carter’s words for the course we played in Colorado Springs).
We had fun, though. We played decently. He had many bogeys from the start, and the he cooled off more near the end. I had a triple, a double, and a bogey on the first three holes, so I foolishly said I would get a par on the next hole. Nope, another double. I managed two pars on holes six and seven, though. I would have had a par on the par 5 #8, but I had a blind shot to the green over a hill. If I would have hit the same shot towards where I thought the flag was, I might have had a par…or possibly a birdie. I made a long putt for a bogey there, though.
Afterwards, we went to the famous bakery there, Charlie’s Spic and Span Bakery, to grab some goodies for that night’s dinner. The chocolate eclairs were delightful.
I have a day off on Tuesday, so I might finally get to play with Herman (not his real name still). I will be sure to let you know.
Until next time…