whenever i'm back on the east coast, my dad and i like to try to get out and play a round of golf together. he plays a lot, and he makes it his goal to play at least once in every calendar month. we also have sort of a tradition of trying to play at some point between christmas and new year's. one time it started snowing pretty heavily on us, it was a lot of fun. lately due to global warming it hasn't been a problem at all getting a round in at the end of december.
so on friday, december 29th we drove up to pennsylvania to play at coatsville country club with my uncle joe, who is a member there.
golfing
dad changing into his golf shoes before we started
the course was right along this really big reservoir, in which a lot of migrating geese rested
dad putting with the clubhouse in the background
you do not want to be a golf ball when uncle joe winds up for a drive
some of the many geese wandering around the course
dad driving it right down the middle (i think)
a hush falls over the crowd but erupts as uncle joe sinks the putt
sun cutting through the trees on the course
new flocks of geese such as these were constantly flying in to rest in the reservoir
and what golf outing would be complete without the obligatory public urination photo?
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