Golf in the Northwest

Sometimes I am surprisingly reminded why I like golf so much.  Sometimes the score really doesn’t matter in spite of how much I want to play well.  Today was one of those days.  I rendezvoused with two golf buddies at the picturesque Druid’s Glen course and was greeted with a dramatic cloud-shrouded Mt. Rainier at sunrise.  These are the kinds of vistas that make Pacific Northwest golf special.

Second fairway at Druid’s Glen

Oh yes, my score. I was doing OK until my tee shot at number nine, denying all laws of physics, inexplicably rolled across the entire width of the fairway and trickled into the hazard.  Frustration got the best of me and I ballooned to a 102, one of my worst scores ever.

  1. Leave a comment

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: