How do I describe my round of golf today? Here’s a stab at it. I didn’t play St. Andrews. St. Andrews played me. I actually had seven strokes in one sand trap. It was amazing! Or pathetic. Depending on which way you see. All I could do was laugh. I did bounce back to shoot a 47 on the back nine. Nothing to proud of. But I’m more of a duffer than a golfer.

We didn’t win the lottery for the Old Course so we played the New Course. But we shot some pictures on the 18th hole at the Old Course. By the way, the honors go to Andrew Smith, Superintendent of the AOG in Scotland. Shot a very impressive 76.

Here are a few pictures: the eighteenth hole, me and my blokes, a sweet putt by Dave Schmidgall, and the sign says it all. By the way, feel free to laugh at my black socks and black shoes. What can I say? Rentals. But I got to keep the socks.