A 94 this morning; out in 51, back in 43. It included a pointless and stupid 9 and an air shot! Yay me!
Still, I played the last 3 holes with a guy I've seen there quite a lot, and he didn't believe I was aiming for a 28. He said I was striking the ball really well (helped with my smart-arse 5 iron lay-up on the 7th that I deliberately drew round the corner!
That was before my accidental fade into the dry water hazard on the next hole
) and that my HC would come down fast, and that I should concentrate on getting it down to 18 ASAP so that I can play in their league team. Awesome!
That made my day! (though I love the idea of playing for the league team and doing an airshot)
I've bullied him into marking my third card for HC, so hopefully next week, I'll know where I stand.
I might have found a car as well - and I didn't even see any squirrels today! Go figure...