And so we did. A long one. Carrying heavy bags to make it more of a work out. And playing golf to work out our emotions. Frustration got a lot of work. I'm glad it was only 9 holes - I was done by 5, I think. I made par on hole one and that was my last good hole. Last summer I golfed twice; this summer I've been out 3 times in the last 3 weeks. I got some good pictures, though!
My favorite part of golf might be watching this hottie. (Yes, this hole is uphill. No, he didn't miss the ball - this was just a practice swing while he was waiting for our turn.)