(0931) Nice out there mid-morn. (1017)
15. Toodles on the fairway
Finally, I did get out the door and to the links. You wouldn’t believe my shots. I could have been a professional. Right down the middle. Pretty shots. My putting caused me to go one over par called a bogey. The next home was a double bogey. The third was 3 over par.
Suddenly I lost steam. I had gotten very hot. The hat I wore was more of a negative than a positive. I was sweltering. On the 4th hole I sat under the trees and just sat. I could not hit another ball. I could not. Spent. However my game until that point was the best I had done consistently since we started playing last April.
(JH: Was speaking to MMutR about Toodles’s feat and he was most impressed. My only contribution to this is I only ever played 9 holes once, for 58. Don’t think that matches Ms Toodles … frightening really.)
14. She’s not the only one saying it
13. It came to a head in 2014
12. The stylistic error of Sparkle
11. This ostrich farm thing in BC, Canada
Not so sure it was just on a whim … there was something in it for the dreeps, either monetarily, satanically to stress people out … or both … maybe to inure people to callousness, to have us in a daze:
Playing golf on a course that is not a links course must be like sailing on fresh water. Not the real thing.
Dearieme, we must stop meeting like this! Are you trying to get the best of me? Certainly, I am not much of a challenge for you, you crazy cat! 🐈⬛
Those pics are not part of the links but..ummm…near the links? Maaaybeeee? 🤷🏼♀️ They are on the course and no the course is not as rugged and left to nature as original golf links. However, it is not a fancy schmancy course so maybe the water is, if we use your analogy of sailing on fresh water 👎, as opposed to salt water👍🏻, well— perhaps the ‘links’ I visit is equivalent to to brackish water🤔🤭?
We do have some scrub pines, etc., but ya know…we have fun and are getting our D and air and exercise. Besides that every time, from this point on, I will think (and say a prayer for you, cause I do many days anyoleway just hangin’ around) of you when I am sailing on my brackish water links! 🙏🙏🙏😘
A links course is a course built on the sandy soil near a sea-shore, preferably right on the shore. Occasionally the word spreads a short way inland as long as the soil is right. But if you are playing on loam, or clay, or chalk, or … it’s not a links course. A links course will typically have few trees, and those pathetic, wind-blasted, wee things. It should have lots of whins though, and the tougher rough should include plenty of heather. Ideally, talking of my boyhood, part of the out-of-bounds on the second should be a donkey pasture. Then whenever you slice the ball into their terrain the donkeys go hee-haw. You just have to grin ruefully. The out-of-bonds on the third, fourth, and fifth should be just a little unmade road and then the shore.
(The donkeys were kept by a fisherman to use in his trade. Had I mentioned that the course was by the shore? An accommodating fisherman, such as ours, will allow small boys to volunteer their help on the shore during the summer school holidays.)
The fresh water sneer was just a tease. Proper sailing, though, does involve the knowledge that
“if I get this wrong we may end up in Ireland”.
I see that I do not play on the links then! Still, whatever it is we do in our semi rugged way, it can be fun. Years ago Cuddles had played golf with my uncle on a course built on sandy soli and near the seashore, but not as close to it as yours obviously was. It was a bit rugged but I am sure not to your rough standards!😉
You seem to be an authority on the links so I defer to you. From what I can surmise according to your alluding of your location, of course you would be an authority on the links!
The donkey pasture! What a delightful story. I can imagine those silly donkeys hee-hawing as those attempting to play golf get near, or on their turf. Those braying critters are so aware of their surroundings.
You painted a great picture of the fisherman. I can just about picture him nodding his head to the boys as they look at him for direction. Go on now.”, lads, hep them. Mebee learn something.
I know you were teasing about the water, but until you explained I definitely didn’t get the picture! Certainly you do not want stray so far off course and land there!
Frankly D’me, I always enjoyed the music you supplied and the background info of the piece,s or theme years ago now. It was at that other place of James, NO. It seems you have been holding back on your storytelling and interesting experiences. It would be a shame not to share more.
There are some tales or tells….by others in another room at this tavern for the cats. I wish you would bring your rich life experiences there…and/or here in comments.