bunker

Mr. STI is in the bunker - says the sand is packed, baked, like asphalt.
good info - my ball is in there too -

while walking to the bunker lip, commando guy chips onto the green shakes the pin, rattles the cup - missed the chip in - eagle - ball is on the edge waiting to drop... still walking, watching the action and step on the bunker lip, and turn my ankle. woke-up in time to break the fall with my knees, hands, elbows, belly, earlobe, and score card.

the bunker, was like sandpaper glued to blacktop. Thought I'd have bleeding knee caps - no problem.

those people

tee time at spanish bay.

Suddenly remembered being a kid driving on 17-mile drive.
looked at some old guys playing spanish bay, and thought ...look at those people...

today i am one of those people.