|Doug gets out of a trap… eventually|
We had plenty of time to discuss many topics during our two weeks before the mast, including comparing notes on our golf games. Having determined that we were compatible bad golfers, Doug suggested we try to get in a round on Antigua. Kim took advantage of some local connections and we scheduled a tee-time at Cedar Valley Golf Club.
Jim planned to play with us, but when it was time to depart decided he would rather spend the day relaxing on the boat and cleaning up Morpheus (cough… hangover… cough). Doug and I hired a driver and pressed on.
Cedar Valley Golf Club is an unpretentious public course situated in the highlands of Antigua offering some spectacular vistas. It’s not Country Club level of maintenance, but still as good or better than some of the muni tracks I play in San Francisco. The Clubhouse is a little rough around the edges, but the staff was friendly, the rental clubs were good, and it was a fun track to play.
Our tee time was at 10:00, which means we were playing the heat of the Caribbean day. I was reminded of the Noel Coward song that “Only Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun”. OTOH, Doug and I pretty much had the course to ourselves for most of the round.
Some pics from the day…
|Doug on the 1st hole fairway. |
I am pointing to my tee shot in the far distance.
|At the turn… I was kicking Doug’s ass|
|A local resident of the course|
A fun day. The final score is not important, but it should be noted that Doug has now joined the very exclusive, very small set of golfers to share the distinction of losing to me over a round of 18 holes of golf.
Posted by Mike Wallach at 5:53 PM