I walked the Levy Loop in 29:06 this morning. Then Tim Cooper and I ate at a sort-of country version of Paul's near Prothro Junction, where I was served what at least tied for the best fried pork chops I have eaten, plus perfect great northern beans and squash, and nearly perfect mashed potatoes and corn bread. And, oh yeah, the iced tea was perfect, too. Coop ate a slice of chocolate pie and cried. I took my dad there in something like 1988, but wasn't much impressed by it. It has since expanded and was packed when we arrived. Jiminy Cricket, I can't fucking wait to take people (i.e. you).
Then Rob Wistrand and I played Rebsamen. I scored an 87. What made the day even cooler was that Rob hit a four-foot putt on No. 18 to break 100 for the first time. I had nines of 44 and 43, with 1 birdie, 7 pars, 5 bogies, 4 doubles and 1 triple. I was at 11-over-par after 13 holes, but tripled the 160-yard 14th. So, with four holes to go, I needed one par and three bogies to break 90. I bogied No. 15, then finished par, par, par (I parred No. 18 for the first time) to finish at 15-over. I used 32 putts. And, oh yeah, I parred No. 12, the par 5 on which I scored an 11 last week.
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