Thanks to everyone. It was a fun birthday.
Number one, I’m now 66 and begin getting social security deposits in three weeks. If I thought I was going to live until 90, I might wait, but that’s not what is in my genes.
Number two, with no wade fishing available on my rivers around Norfork (my residence for the last 25 months), I decided to join a neighbor for a casual round of golf at Big Creek Country Club in Mountain Home.
It was an enjoyable day, although my golf was mediocre. The highlight was my neighbor handing me his new Ping driver on the last hole. Dang, I wish he hadn’t done that. I hit it about 30 yards further than what I’d been doing with my 15-year-old Taylor Made. I didn’t need to see that shot and made me wonder if I’d gotten the right birthday present.
I’d ordered a new Orvis Mirage LT fly reel for my birthday (on-line shopping is so much safer these days).
The technology on the new drivers is so much better than my equipment. My irons are 30-year-old Ping Eye-2. There is nothing wrong with these irons although I probably need to get new shafts. The heads of these vintage Ping irons are still wonderful.
I have two Big Bertha woods (a 2-wood and 5-wood) that were my dad’s. They are at least 20 years old. I hit them the best, probably because they are regular shaft. I’m a little old for stiff shafts, although my playing companion yesterday said he wasn’t sure because my short, compact swing does generate a powerful release.
I hit it out of play twice with my old driver (stiff shaft), but mostly my problems were on the slick greens. I tried two putting grips, including a modified claw with my right hand. Basically, I 3-putted my way around the course for an 84. The guy I played with thinks a couple of more rounds and I’ll be shooting 75 (but I doubt it) and wants me to play in their men’s golf association. I don’t want to do that. I am fine with just playing once every two weeks, but may not even play that much. With football coming (we all hope), my golf would be about over anyway.
Then, the birthday celebration continued with a dinner cruise aboard our pontoon. It was me, Jean Ann and our lab. We picked up a to-go order from Whispering Woods and then motored out of the slip at Quarry Park where we keep the boat. We spent about two hours motoring around a pretty much empty Norfork Lake. The dinner was fettuccini (with scallop and shrimp). We finished the night by watching a couple of movies.