At our weekly game at Old Settler’s Park, we came across some weird signs. Perhaps they were for a tournament. Four groups of people who switch against each other at each hole? Strange.

On hole 1, I had my longest throw yet. Right in line with the hole. Just way off to the right. It looked like it was going for the lake. And I was not even trying my hardest.

This week was a repeat of last week! John and I were competitive at first. But I pulled ahead. John made a run for it on the last three holes. However, I remained in the lead at the end. Good game, John.