An early explanation...

 One is clearly needed in order to clarify the true intention of this new golf blog. I recently came upon a fridge magnet which had migrated to the basement where it adorned the furnace.A gift from my mother-in-law, if I recall. I usually play golf in the 70's, it says, when it gets colder than that, I quit! Well, we all know that no self-respecting Canadian golfer, nor an Irish or Scottish one, for that matter, would recognize such a principle. It would make for a rather short season. Here in the Okanagan, we haven't seen the weather reach this high until today.

As for scoring in the 70's, that is but a dream.My best game ever was an 80, at Kelowna Springs Golf Club . I missed my putt, short by 4 to 6 inches on the 18th green. Obviously, it wasn't the only bad shot of the day but it will be the one I shall remember until I finally reach that elusive round of 79 or better. To reach that goal I will need to either practice more, or at least play more than once every other week. With an 18.5 handicap index, I will be well in my 80's, perhaps even my 90's before I can score my age. Plenty of time, I guess.

The inspiration for this blog came from an article I read in Golf Digest, the May 2011 issue. The article, part of the Golf Saved My Life series, reported Gary Weinstein's experience. After losing his wife and children in a tragic accident, Gary had to rebuild his life and golf helped him through the bad times. In a nine month period, he played at least one hundred rounds of golf: 2 major championship courses for each of the 50 states. There is more to this story, but this will serve my purposes for now. As I will turn 70 this coming November, I have decided that, during that year, I will play seventy rounds of golf on seventy different golf courses. Obviously, this will involve some traveling South as there are few courses open in the winter months in Western Canada. It is said that Rudyard Kipling is credited with the invention of modern Snow golf while living in Vermont in the 1890s. Needing a rest from the writing of The Jungle Book, he would go play in the snow with balls and cups he had painted red. I am an avid golfer, but not nearly that keen. I will be out there having fun as often as I can, weather permitting. As for my score, que sera, sera!