4 of 70 : Indian Hills Golf Course, Fort Pierce, Florida

I did make the green, left of the trees and the traps on the right.

Just another fierce windy day on The Treasure Coast. Makes for a challenging round, even when the course is rather tame compare to the last two we played. The attendant told us that the wind has been unabated since Thankgiving at least, and there does not appear to be any break in the weather pattern. It might be good training for the Scottish link courses, if I ever get there. The good news is that  there hasn't been any rain (on the course) so far.

# 10 carry over water

There is water on the Indian Hills course but, fortunately for us, it rarely comes into play, unless you are suicidal and choose to take a short cut to the green like on number 1, a dogleg left over the largest pond on the course. From the gold, a mere 380 yards. From the red tees, 290. In this wind, good luck. Indian Hills Golf Club is a municipal course which, as many municipals, is well maintained but with few frills such as flower gardens and flowering trees. The back nine is prettier and somewhat more challenging. The 10th hole, for example forces you to land your tee shot in what appears to be a Delta and, if you are lucky, you will still have a long second shot to the green over water. Miss your drive short and you have no choice but to layup. Most likely the best hole on this course.

I scored a little better at Indian Hills, shooting a 91 that included a lost ball that should never had been lost. Such is life in golf where the rolls are not always favorable. That ball disappeared over a hill never to be seen again. Well, as long as I'm not yet over the hill, all is good. Brenda showed up big time on the second nine with a deuce on the par 3 eleventh, and then, on twelve she knocked a TV replay sand wedge to the pin and tapped in a 1 footer for par. She was on fire and defeated me 3 and 2 in match play. Yet she had time for great photo shots like this bird on the left. The wildlife on this course was as exciting as ever.

Every time we leave a golf course, the attendants are there to clean and load your clubs in your vehicle, and each time, two things are sure to be said: what a gorgeous truck this is and what a lovely golf bag you have. The «Cadillac» of all trucks belongs to Jean and Yvette. The golf bag is Brenda'a nifty new travel bag.