Golf in April
It's April here in Idaho, unlike most of the world where it has already moved into June. We're a little slow in Idaho, and we like to keep it that way (actually, only the Republicans do, but that's another story.)
So. You might think that with a reasonably good weather forecast (probability of rain at 70%, highs around 50, winds up to 25 MPH) it would be good. Not so fast.
As I opened the trunk of my car to remove my clubs, the wind whipped off my cap. 25 yards later I recovered it. I should have known to go home at that point.
Returning to my car, I put my mostly empty bottle of Aquafina on the ground and prepared to lift out my clubs and pushcart. 5 minutes later I had recovered my bottle of Aquafina which (although mostly empty) had been blown halfway across the parking lot. I'm sure it was amusing for onlookers: there goes a guy chasing a nearly empty bottle of water. He's actually stupid enough to chase it. Prison sentences for runaway water bottles are pretty steep in Idaho, but it's OK to get a DUI and run for governor.
I don't want to lead anyone on, thinking there is a point to this story. Suffice it to say that the day was windy, rain was threatening all the while, and golf was difficult at best. The highlight of my day was having two groundsquirrels, a skunk, and a rockchuck run up my pantlegs and try to build nests in my underwear; albeit on different holes and entirely fictitiously.
Bottom line is that it was windy as hell, cold, and somewhat damp. I wish I had an interesting story to tell about it.
So. You might think that with a reasonably good weather forecast (probability of rain at 70%, highs around 50, winds up to 25 MPH) it would be good. Not so fast.
As I opened the trunk of my car to remove my clubs, the wind whipped off my cap. 25 yards later I recovered it. I should have known to go home at that point.
Returning to my car, I put my mostly empty bottle of Aquafina on the ground and prepared to lift out my clubs and pushcart. 5 minutes later I had recovered my bottle of Aquafina which (although mostly empty) had been blown halfway across the parking lot. I'm sure it was amusing for onlookers: there goes a guy chasing a nearly empty bottle of water. He's actually stupid enough to chase it. Prison sentences for runaway water bottles are pretty steep in Idaho, but it's OK to get a DUI and run for governor.
I don't want to lead anyone on, thinking there is a point to this story. Suffice it to say that the day was windy, rain was threatening all the while, and golf was difficult at best. The highlight of my day was having two groundsquirrels, a skunk, and a rockchuck run up my pantlegs and try to build nests in my underwear; albeit on different holes and entirely fictitiously.
Bottom line is that it was windy as hell, cold, and somewhat damp. I wish I had an interesting story to tell about it.
posted by Some Guy at 9:01 PM
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*Sorry, I noticed a gramatical error. The educator in me had to correct it. Ah, the hazards of typing fast.*
I enjoy reading about your adventures on the golf course. Your stories make me laugh. You are definitely a devoted golfer.
I've only been to Idaho once and it was part of a vacation to Yellowstone. I remember that it snowed in June and it was absolutely gorgeous.
I wish that Texas truly experienced all four seasons. The summer heat can become tiresome. I am trying to soak up our "spring days" as much as I possibly can, because I know that the heat is on it's way.
I have been to Texas once. In August. To Dallas and San Antone. I would rather have my nose ripped off than venture there again. But, thanks for the nice comments on my silly golf excursions. :-)
Ha! I live in suburb of Dallas. : )
I'm truly sorry for you!
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