My last round of the year was played Wednesday, 12/7/2016. It wasn’t exactly perfect weather with a high of 37˚ (f) and a 14 mph breeze. Still, it was sunny and I have played in much worse conditions. I tend to tell myself that if we had this weather in January or February, we would all be out running around in shorts. It was definitely chilly at the outset but after walking the first three or four holes it was very comfortable.
Living in the north central part of the USA tends to influence what is considered “cold.” Anything above 32˚ with some sun and/or little wind isn’t really cold. Cold is when the snow squeaks as you walk and the mucus in your nose freezes. My parents were both natives of the Midwest but once they moved south to Sarasota, FL, their perception of “cold” shifted. I had to smile when my parents complained that it was too cold to play on days that were cloudy, 58 degrees and a bit breezy.
Weather played a part the year my father and I won the Member-Guest at his club. We had one of our scheduled matches in the late afternoon against a couple of decent players. It was cool, cloudy & breezy; we expected a tough fight. As soon as our opponents rolled up, I knew we had the match in the bag. They were wearing ski hats, parkas and looked very unhappy to be outside. We beat them like a drum.
After Wednesday’s round, I took my clubs to the basement and cleaned out my car of all the collected golf paraphernalia (rain gloves, extra shoes, extra socks, rain suit, etc.). We received a dusting of snow Thursday and then were hammered this past weekend with 11 inches. That pretty much dashed any hopes of a warming trend extending the season.
For my own amusement, I typically write up a summary of the season just completed. There is often a theme or big event during the year which serves as the basis for the entry in my personal golf journal. One year it was the trip to Scotland, another my 2nd ace, etc. This year I stole the title from an earlier blog posting, “The Eagle Has Landed.” My four eagle hole-outs this year certainly made 2016 different.
At some point this month I will go to the basement and clean up everything, replace worn spikes and grips, toss out the half eaten granola bar and just generally make the equipment ready in case we take a trip south before March. With a new golf bag about to be delivered (Sun Mountain 2 Five), the clubs will be officially transferred to their new home sometime this month. Then, like Punxsutawney Phil, I will settle in for the Winter and await the moment I re-emerge as a golfer in the Spring.