Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Golf day Citrusdal.
This is really something I should not do. It is more difficult than riding 97km on a mountain bike. There should be a health warning to prevent non players playing in a work competition. Nine holes of hell. Temperature 38 degrees C. First hole a par five - what's that on a normal day? I get told: 'Don't look up when you want to hit the ball.' Easier said than done. Luckily we had a cart to drive around with. And luckily we had refreshment every three holes. Helped a bit with the jitters. Then in the end it did not help any more. So the "Bodorp" did not win. At least the after party was fun. Some happy homes were created. And very sad and disturbed people. I am back in Blaauwberg and some serious training needs to be done.