OMG! I am so far behind.

This is what happens when you are too busy living life to stop long enough to write about it.

I went away on a Qigong Retreat and when I returned my golf had noticeably improved.

Oh yeah and I have been away to Australia!

For two glorious adventure- filled weeks that have given me the travel bug again.
 A generous shout from No 2 brother (who made a promise to me when I was in hospital that he would shout us a holiday when I was well enough to travel) and aided and abetted by my wonderful parents who made a substantial donation to the spending money.
 
Didn't play any golf there though as  I was too busy getting out and meeting the locals :

Goanna on the road to Treachery

Water Dragon ,Roma St Parklands.

 

Kookaburra holding back a chuckle,Wattamolla.

"So what are yous doing at Hat Head?"

 And hanging out with friends:

And checking out the birds:

Tawny Frogmouth

Pelican

But certainly I have been playing golf too.

In fact I played today -in a hot Norwest.

And Newsflash......

I broke 50. No no I don't mean I have played all 50 of the courses for my
Fairway to Fifty.
I mean that I played the round in 49 strokes!!!!! A very happy thing.


And of course I have been playing more courses towards my goal of 50. Which needs to be completed by February 14th when I turn 51. 

I last left this story at Waipu with Brothers 3 on a day of torrential downpours and some not so very brilliant golf. But I guess the "fun points" gained from such an experience more than made up for the poor scores.

After my return from Auckland the total courses played numbered  27 after playing a final round with Hamish  at a lovely little 9 hole rural club-Awhitu before he dropped me off at the airport.It was pure rustic charm:

Honesty Box

 

And Facilities.

 
 

 

 

 And only one other twosome on the course.
The song"Don't Fence Me In"kept coming into my head as we
negotiated a pretty tricky bit of rural landscaping and hazards:

Double Gates to negotiate.

a network of double fences and gates running across the middle of the 6th and 7th Fairways. For some silly reason I thought we had to play over these and so attempted to do so with limited success. Imagine my chagrin when the local twosome came through and just opened up the double gates to get a clear shot to the greens.

Hamish  won the day again with a 57 to my 61 but I warned him the next time we play he has to play off the men's tees.
No more of this yellow marker business for him.

And the match is on as next week we will be meeting up in Southland for a few more rounds whilst we accompany our Dad to a jubilee.......more on that to come.

In the meantime I am trying to catch this blog up to date before I go as I have certainly worn down the spikes on my golf shoes with all the golfing adventures I have been having.

Coming up next there are tales of my Nelson sojourn and the caddy extraordinaire.