I did not play at all last week. My most recent score before today was a hieroglyph from two weeks ago. Truthfully it was probably 94 or 95, but I did not keep a proper score. There was alcohol involved.
It rained heavily last night. So I got us on at beautiful and challenging Osprey Point, the crown jewel of Palm Beach public golf courses. I can only get a tee time when it rains and people cancel. I am increasingly suspicious that morning rounds are being given away by politicians for unethical reasons because the "public" tee times are simply never available before 2 PM.
Anyway, the course was a mucky mess with intermittent rain. I got an 89, kinda good for me. I could not get a putt to drop today. But (to toot my horn a bit) the driving has definitely been switched ON for the past few weeks. I hit driver on 11 holes today, 8 fairways, no penalty strokes, and they were bombs. I sure hope that I have turned a corner, though probably not. It will all go to pot again soon enough. I should not even speak of it publicly or suffer the wrath of the golf gods. But while this lasts, confidence in the drive opens up some wonderful options when you can hit it much further than the people you are with. The courses are just not long enough. Have a look at Falcon 4 at Osprey Point:
I love smart designs like this. The score card says 315 from the gold tees, but that involves laying up on the dogleg (which you can't really see from the tee box) and pitching onto the green like an intelligent person. This hole is a trap. You can see the scrub brush barrier. It's only about 12 or 15 feet high. The green is small and elevated, but the scrub brush hides the elevation. There is not a lot of room to miss on the left. I have gone for this green twice in the past. Both times I over-swung and pulled it into the woods. More recently I have simply played it properly. But with the driver working I felt emboldened today. Sure enough I found success at last. My pic is not great here. The drive came up slightly short of the green, not really 292. It hit the incline and just stopped. I was close enough to putt though. Yeah, I three-putted. Oh well.