Tuesday, September 12, 2017

A Bad Day Of Golf...

Is better than a good day of work - unless it's Sunday, you're playing with your boss, and you're really bad at golf.  

After a 4 year hiatus, I returned to shoot a 138



Adding insult to injury, my golf shoes, which had not been worn for 4 years, started to fall apart on the 2nd hole.


First, the cleats fell off and then the soles started to tear away. Fortunately, my caddie had brought some rubber bands for just such an occasion.  

 

 My caddie/ chauffeur/ cobbler

 

Aside from "working" on Sunday, the lousy score and the broken shoes, it was a beautiful day in Khao Yai

 

 

 

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