Archive for August, 2014
Trisha has quite a collection of day lilies. This small yellow one just caught some of the rays of the setting sun to show off before night fall.
I wasn’t planning on attending the Boeing Champions’ Tour event this year but Schwab gave me a pass to their hospitality suite overlooking the 18th green so I decided to take advantage for the offer. I followed Tom Lehman and Rocco Mediate for five holes or so just to watch two guys who don’t have classic, super athletic swings but still are superb ball strikers. It was really fun, especially when Rocco birdied four of the first five holes. These guys are so impressive.
I won’t be surprised if the Seahawks don’t win 13 games again but I do expect they will be fun to watch, especially if the offense performs the way it has in preseason games against San Diego and Chicago.
It took about five weeks of demolition, weeding, prep work and construction but the garage is finally finished.
The maple veneer looks fantastic and we have tons of adjustable shelving to make the most efficient use of the space. No I have room to practice putting in the garage with moving either of the cars outside.
I didn’t putt well but otherwise played pretty good golf to finish 1st net and 4th gross in my division, and 20th overall. Scoring was way up compared to prior years due, I think, to a particularly challenging course setup. The blue tees were mostly as far back as they could be and the hole placements were very challenging, often on the edge of a slope or tucked into a hard-to-access corner. I was very happy with three birdies over the two days (on holes 2, 3 and 18). A triple bogey on my nemesis hole, number 11, in today’s round kept be out of 2nd place.
We both agree… these 30 years have flown by. And we both remember so clearly that lovely August day in Ann Arbor when we were married at the county jail. To celebrate we got a big suite at the Suncadia Lodge overlooking the mountains and Cle Elum River. We had a scrumptious dinner at the Hoist House Restaurant at Swiftwater Cellars. This morning Trisha rode with me for 18 holes on the Rope Rider golf course then she retired to the spa for the afternoon while I played a pathetic second round of golf on the Prospector course. Even with the crumby golf, it was a delightful 48 hours in a picturesque setting to recall the past thirty years and contemplate what the next decades hold for us.
My little trophy case of sub-80 rounds of golf is finally beginning to fill up after shooting 78 and 75 in consecutive outings this week. I hope I can get in another four of five scores in the seventies this year before the weather gets ugly.
I started today’s round with a pedestrian bogey, missing a six-foot par putt. Things took off from then on, however. I birdied holes 2 and 3 and pared the next four, stepping to the 8th tee box at one under par. The 75 ties my low score ever, first recorded November of last year.