Saturday's Golf Match At Broadmoor

These golfers walked into the pro shop and announced they had a 10:57 tee time, then arranged for carts, bought some drinks for later, and settled up, ". . . just three of us playing, but we brought our photographer."

It was a beautiful day and I enjoyed riding with Kip on the front nine.

No one seemed thrilled to be out there though, which surprised me a little.

But when I got close enough to note expressions, they did appear to be enjoying themselves.

The carts were restricted to the cart paths and I don't do walking anymore. . .

. . . hence the generally long shots.

I had allowed my mind to drift - sleep deprivation does that - but as she strode off to her next shot. . .

Kip pointed out a heron and a turtle for me to shoot while I waited.

I figured they needed to lighten up. I told Charlie later that the only one making any shots out there was me.

I departed at the turn and left them to their game. Back at the motel I found the 'Horns were being ambushed by the Oklahoma State Cowboys in Stillwater. Karma, I guess. I should have been nicer to the golfers.