First golf outing of the season — Margie and me, Mom & Dad, off at the South Suburban Par 3. Oh, and Katherine, who tagged along. A few noteworthy items:
- I was hitting actually very good, seeming to have forgotten more bad habits than good habits. I was shooting generally straight and well-lofted. Huzzah.
- My putting sucked. This was due to the mirror-like nature of the greens where, if you didn’t hit the hole, you were guaranteed to go another 3-4 ft., minimum.
- Margie had some good shots, and I’d like to see her get some more lessons in this summer.
- Katherine did okay. She had her little set of clubs with her, but didn’t do much with them after we started playing (probably because I was being the Type A Impatient Golfer sort). But for not having ever been on the course before, she was usually quiet when she needed to be, didn’t get much in the way, and seemed to have a good time.
- Net loss, 1 ball (lost two, found one). That’s pretty damned good for me. Heck, I got up to the green in one on the infamous ball-sucking 9th, which was the first time for that, I think.
More golf on Monday with the Testerfolk. Stay tuned.
So….
What did you shoot?
At least a 31.
44 for a Par 27. Nothing to write home about by any means, but the vast majority of the strokes were “Four-Putting My Way to Victory!”