I’m now prepping for the next stop on the HOG World Tour. Tonight I catch a redeye flight east to Colonial Williamsburg. There I’ll be taking in a heavy dose of US history, walking the same streets as Thomas Jefferson, George Washington, and Patrick Henry. I’d better brush up on my US history.
Also on the agenda, is golf at the Golden Horseshoe Golf Club’s Gold and Green courses. Reading the list of accolades and awards for these courses is an all day event. Additionally, they were designed by some of golf’s most “historic” golf course architects, Robert Trent Jones Sr. and his son Rees Jones. Last but not least, the Gold and Green courses are designated as Audubon sanctuaries. I guess I’d better be careful not to take divots which are too large.
I look forward to meeting Golden Horseshoe Golf Club’s Superintendent Rick Viancour as well as playing golf the club’s Director of Golf, Glen Byrnes. I’ll also be looking forward to swinging a club for a couple of days, as there is currently snow on the ground here at home and the courses are closed!
Wow. Look what I woke up to this morning. We had a good 8-10″ of snow on the ground, October 27. Guess the golf clubs are 2nd fiddle to the skis right now…
Hell Day Tournament
Today is the the last tournament of the year for my men’s association, which I’ve been president now for SIX years. For the last tournament we trick the course out as crazy as possible and call the tournament “Hell Day.” I blogged about this format before, so see this link for more info on Hell Day.
Retiring as Mr. President
For six years I’ve run my men’s association, built a league web site, posted the scores, arranged the tournaments, updated handicaps, listened to whining and griping about everything imaginable, fielded calls at midnight from players wondering why their birdie on #13 didn’t hold up for a skin. For six years I’ve also had the pleasure of playing with, and meeting many very cool people and establishing lifelong friendships. During that six year span I managed to win a club championship, which is the proudest moment in my humble amateur golf career.
I became president of the club in 2005 because I wanted to improve it, and turn it into a classy and enjoyable league. I did just that.
Today is my last day as president. I’m hanging it up after six years. It is time for someone else to pick up the reigns.
My job is done.
I opened the front door this morning to walk out to my car, and the car was covered with a very strange material. It was very cold to the touch and wet. It was white in color, though I did see one bit of yellow material on the corner where all the dogs go by. The ground was covered with this mysterious white material as well.
This material doesn’t seem to be very conducive to playing golf, which is unfortunate.
Wow this is a really neat product for women, or guys like me who like girly shiny things and don’t care if my buddies make fun of me when I use them… I digress.
FayZee’s are crystal ball markers, which also magnetically attach to a necklace. They come in many unique colors and patterns and also include a carrying pouch which matches the marker.