I walked the Maple Street Loop this morning in 30:41. It was 34 degrees when I walked in at about 7:45 Central. It should be a nice late morning and early afternoon for golf. We'll see.
The weather was perfect. I played First Tee with Randall Hunhoff and Steve Beetsra, the dentist, from the back tees, or from 6,856 yards, in 103, with nines of 51 and 52. I had 2 pars, 7 bogies, 5 doubles, 3 triples, and 1 pentagonal. I used 33 putts. I had a decent chance of breaking 100. I was at 21-over after fourteen holes, but played the last four in 10-over instead of the 6-over I needed. The 5-over on one hole, No. 6, hurt. I was tired, plus I suck.
Oh. The highlights included the 551-yard second hole (the second time around, so No. 10), hit with two three-woods and a seven-iron for par, and the 475-yard fourth hole (again, the second time), which I two-putted from 92 feet (from the very back to the front pin) for bogey.
SENTENCES OF THE DAY from A Different Closet
The women were dressed alike, each in khaki pants and dark, wool flannel shirts, and perfectly weathered hiking boots, outfits likely ordered from L.L. Bean; Ingram had seen at least a dozen catalogues scattered around Karen’s house.
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