Wayne grew up playing golf, is from a golfing family and played for 35 years or more. He dropped out of the game in the mid-1980's, when he reprioritized his life and concentrated more on family and career. I didn't grow up around golf but took lessons in the late 1990's. I never had occasion to play and consequently, I sold both Wayne's clubs and mine when we liquidated the household in 2010 for retirement.
Being around friends who play golf over the last two years rekindled our interest though and so in early February, we looked on Craigslist and found a men's and ladies starter set being sold by a couple in nearby Labelle, Florida. They delivered the clubs to us at the campground. They were inexpensive box "his and her" Knights sets but were like new and would work well enough to see if we wanted to pursue the game. After a couple of days looking for golf shoes, we were ready to hit the links.
Our first golf outing was with Pam and Ernie where we went for 9 holes at Lehigh Acres Resort Golf Course. I had not hit a single practice ball or swung the new (used) clubs. Naturally, I feared I wouldn't be able to strike the ball. I did hit it but not I couldn't get it off the ground. We laughed and called them "worm burners"
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| Ready to hit the links! Our first golf outing |
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| A good laugh to loosen up. |
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Old guys (with bellies) rule.
He's still got it! |
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| Yours truly, looking strangely awkward but excited to be there. |
That first round of 9 holes led to lots more golf. We played once or twice a week for the rest of the winter months. In all there were four couples and two individual guys who played so it was always easy to put a group together.
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Pam. Not sure but I think this was her old driver.
Before she got the new Cobra which "strikes" regularly. |
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| Sue hitting, Pam looking on. |
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The ladies foursome at Seminole Golf Course in Punta Gorda.
Here's Pam, Nancy and Sue after 18 holes that nearly killed me. Whew! |
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