Sun / Breezes / Golf

Another sunny and hot day - golf in the works - the links are calling!

I left for Palm Desert to meet up with my golf partner.

Pat - like Jeanette - was OK with the idea of letting Fred and I take off for several hours of golf.

Loading up the work tools for the round.

Yesterday was a scheduled golf game with a friend from back home in White Rock, BC.  Fred - like me - has been a member of a men's golf group for about 20 years or so.  We chose to play the Palm Desert, Sun City Mountain Vista, San Gorgonio Golf course.

Near the start of our round.

Beautiful golf layout - and well manicured.

For non-golfers, a day on the greens can be seen as a colossal waste of time.  For a golfer though, a day like we had is next best thing to 'heaven'.  And that it was.  To the initiated, golf is so magnetic. The game requires mental stamina, physical prowess, swing technique and a million other things that go with playing this game well. It is likely one of the most difficult sports to master - and it sure is fun trying.

Fred is warming up with practise on the putting green.

Beautiful and well manicured.

We were paired up with a couple from Seattle, WA.  We had a nice time with them too.

No shortage of water.  Anyone have some floating golf balls?  Yikes!!!!

Truly in the swing of things.  Great chip shot, Fred!

My turn @ chipping.

With good friends, good playing company, a gorgeous day and great playing conditions, who could ask for more.

Stunning.

Time for our photo ops.  Who could resist?

 Waterfall in the desert!  How nice!

Fred's customary pose.

Wonderful roadrunner. They are a hoot to watch, especially when they run.

Really nice plumage.

I got to feed this little fella.....but he would run back to safety as soon as the food was in his beak.

Following our round, we headed to the club house for a libation to re-hydrate our parched bodies. These little guys, who were hanging around us, were unusually friendly - hungry too.

So, a day well spent on the links ended with a nice dinner back home at the fiver...and an evening spent fortifying the satellite dish as the winds grew fierce overnight.

Thanks for the day out Fred.

And thank you for dropping by.