That's Some High Quality H2O!

Well after what I felt, was a spectacular tour to Kitchener (despite losing the couples match), I returned to the home turf.

I was able to catch up with my good friend Kathy, who just so happens to be president of the Ladies Night League and the reason I am playing in the Ladies Night! We were both not able to get out on the usual Thursday, so we had our own round.

I didn't have a chance to hit the driving range, so I wasn't too sure how wonderful this nine night be.

Tee up on the first hole. Over-correct for my wicked hook/slice/whatever race for the right of the fairway. Pull back. "PING!" God I love that sound. If you can believe it, I hit a seven on the first hole, cutting my usual stroke tally in half. Dear Kat, you are now my good luck charm.

Our round went really well and I took advantage of the nuggets of knowledge Kat was offering up. I learned what a handicap is and other sneaky tips about how to play the course smarter. I was well on my way to a high 40, low 50, when I hit the last hole...

I ended up way out to the right (as usual) and behind a tree. Not the first I had found this round, but I was pleased with the distance. Swing. "THWACK!" Shit.Tree. Hate that sound. I think I lef the high 40 on that branch. Swing. Finally where I want to be, but realize as I get closer I am actually take a creek bath. Damn.

I scoop out my ball and Kat advises to drop further back because the hole lies at the top of a hill. I already dropped the ball and decide to hit because I have already dropped. Should have listened to Kat. Swing. "Chunk. Splash." Sigh.

I can see the low 50 float down the creek.

I take Kat's advice a drop further back. I make it up the hill to the back of the green. Chip. Putt... Putt.... (Shoulda had that one...*Grumble)..... PUTT...... PUTT?!

Well 58 ain't bad, but it should have been lower. At least the company was great and refrained from saying, "I told you so." Thanks Kathy!