Old Back Nine, Bend, OR. Now I understand!

Sometimes you need a woman to set things straight. Wait, let me rephrase that. All the time, you need a good woman to explain the obvious to you. At the first tee, I noticed the marker stating it was Hole #10. “Hello, Hello, anybody home? Hey, think McFly, think”. Karen had to explain to me… Read more →

Hole #1 – Par 5, 464 yards. Course was a little rough. It had just been open for a week.

Here we go again. While searching for a course in Yosemite National Park, we found Wawona Golf Course and Big Trees Golf Course. It looked like they were the same course but we were not quite sure. The internet is great but sometimes a good, old-fashioned phone call is in order. So, we found out Read more →

Entrance to Homestead Golf Course

They way I played the 9, wine, and dine event at Homestead Golf Course it should be named the 9, wine before, wine during, wine after, and dine event. We started our round at #17 on the Mountain back nine. The day started with another senior moment, but I’m going to blame my young co-pilot, Greg, for my error. The young guys need to take care of us old fogeys! Here is what happened.

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Northwood Golf Club – Greeted by Redwoods

Out of the fog and the clouds of San Francisco and into the sunshine between the giant Redwoods at Northwood Golf Course.

Trees, fences, signs…if they are present Woody (thus the nickname) will find them. As we stepped to the first tee, the GIANT Redwoods loomed before us. The bets started to fly as to whether Woody would play pinball through this mammoth forest. My guess, 2nd shot; Dave, 2nd shot; and Ed, 1st shot. And the winner is  Read more →

Hole #4 – Par 5, 500 yards. Tree trouble right but play the slope.

Character and Characters – that is how the members of the Men’s Club described themselves and their course. I had a chance to interact with these characters after my round and you know what? Read more →

Hole#8 – Par 4, 335 yards with ocean in background

Hurry, don’t be late
I can hardly wait
I said to myself now that we’re old
We’ll go drinking at the bar, golfing while searching for par
And reminiscing

Since four old (and I mean “old”) friends were golfing and staying at the Little River Inn, I thought it was appropriate to step back in time and reminisce with the Little River Band.  Read more →