What a Weekend
Annually I get together with a bunch of buddies to head off to golf for a 3 day weekend. This year I was able to attend whereas the past couple of years I suffered with a very bad back. All I can say is what a weekend.
First off the weather could not have been more perfect. Sunday there was a threat of thundershowers but the powers that be looked down on us with a forgiving eye and the weather held off until we completed our round.
The accommodations were terrific. A rustic cabin/chalet with 10 bed rooms, kitchen, poolroom and overall scenic beauty.
We played 2 golf courses one of which celebrated its 99th year in operation. The course meandered through mountains with up and down hill lies and many blind shots. The course was quite challenging and my effort reflected my need to get back to playing more golf, it was pathetic.
The other course was only 10 years old and it was absolutely beautiful. An easier course it has views to gasp at and a play-ability to suit many a caliber of player.
My age is catching up to me as I tired quite easily. Our group consisted of players ranging in age from 58 - 77 years. So yes, we are the geriatric group. But many can still pound out a decent drive and can putt like none other.
Both these courses are located in the Laurentien mountains outside Montreal, Quebec, Canada near to the world famous Mont Tremblant resort.
I do this every fathers day and my family is happy that I can get out and play. I am known as a workaholic not taking the time to get away and that included trips like this and vacations. Well now that I am semi-retired I am giving the proverbial finger to the work world and taking care of number one.
In a week or so my sons-in-law will be treating me to a round of golf. I really look forward to this time to bond with a couple of great fellows. My daughters did well.
Anyhow that is my diatribe for today. I hope all my fellow fathers had an equally great fathers day weekend.