Morning came early, no time to sleep in as we had tee times for 7:40 and 7:50. The view from the deck outside of the room was so peaceful, making me wonder once again why I don't live in the mountains.
Our group hit the range to warm up in the morning, and it was decided that Billy and I would be teeing off with a pair from the other group of 6 that was taking the school. We met Ruth and Jerry, and right away I could tell it would be an interesting round of golf. I still wish I could have known Ruth in her younger days, I would bet she was a wild one back then. My guess is that she and her husband were somewhere in their sixties, but still had a lot of spunk left, especially her. It was great to play with strangers who we could have fun with, one of the funnest rounds of golf for me so far this year.
I played like crap, which would be a recurring theme for me all week, and at times it was a little hard to enjoy the golf. After not sleeping much the previous night, and probably a little tired from my first experience traveling on a motorcycle, I could feel my body getting fatigued throughout the morning round.
After eating lunch, we met on the range for our first golf lesson from the pro. The pro had solid advice, and I'm sure it will help me in the future, but as we tee'd off for the second 18 hole round it wasn't helping. Playing poorly, struggling with my attempt to quit smoking, and tired I bowed out of the last 9 holes and took a shower and had a nice nap.
I met the rest of the group on the 18th hole, and we drove down to the ferry crossing at the Kootenay Lake. We had dinner at a small Italian place, where I had the best pizza of my life. It was dark, but sitting on what was little more than a fancy covered porch was a very relaxing setting, and the perfect way to end the day.
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