For any of you interested, Zaster & I will be heading to the UNM South golf driving range this Thursday @ 6pm if anyone wants to come beat the crap out of some golf balls, or, see how not to swing correctly.     We do promise one thing, you'll have fun / laugh your ass off...and that's all that matters.     

Quote from: kingbaby on May 16, 2010, 02:40:14 PM
For any of you interested, Zaster & I will be heading to the UNM South golf driving range this Thursday @ 6pm if anyone wants to come beat the crap out of some golf balls, or, see how not to swing correctly.     We do promise one thing, you'll have fun / laugh your ass off...and that's all that matters.     

Found out that Adam picked up that nasty habit and he will be joining us...I know it will be fun if you don't mind making a fool out of yourself...I volunteer my equipment (golf equipment that is) for any non-golfers 

Quote from: Zaster on May 16, 2010, 02:51:01 PM
Found out that Adam picked up that nasty habit and he will be joining us...I know it will be fun if you don't mind making a fool out of yourself...I volunteer my equipment (golf equipment that is) for any non-golfers 

I'd come, Karl, but I'm afraid your shaft might be a little short for me.   

Sorry.  Had to do it.   

I custom build for guys like you

whats the best way to carry my clubs while on the monster?

Interlocking grip?

Quote from: TheLos on May 17, 2010, 06:34:46 AM
whats the best way to carry my clubs while on the monster?

This is how

150mph Golf Cart

That vid is awesome!!!

Quote from: Cloner on May 16, 2010, 06:08:15 PM
I'd come, Karl, but I'm afraid your shaft might be a little short for me.   

Sorry.  Had to do it.   

I just polished my shaft(s) Long...shiny...stiff.

Sorry, Had to do it.         


Actually I did. Clubs haven't been out of the garage since last ducnite @ Gardunos on the green last year.

This could get ugly.

Hope even those that don't play can come out this eve.  The weather rocks today!   

I have a set of old clubs stashed in ABQ. When I get back, I'd like to get out on the course and scare the wildlife.

Your on, Nic   

RUN CRITTERS... RUN   Here we come!

Quote from: nicrosato on May 20, 2010, 09:31:13 AM
I have a set of old clubs stashed in ABQ. When I get back, I'd like to get out on the course and scare the wildlife.

Let us know when....Thank you Pam, Keith, Adam and Phil for a wonderful evening outing
Perfect weather and company...and we weren't even as rusty as we thought.
BTW Scott, I took out the big boy with the big shaft to let it rip just for you

Thanks, Karl!  I knew you could, em, hand-le it.   

Quote from: Cloner on May 20, 2010, 07:35:47 PM
Thanks, Karl!  I knew you could, em, hand-le it.   

Forgot to mention that we cracked up Pam and screwed up her shot when we commented on your earlier post in the middle
of her swing

Glad I could provide a bit of levity, even in absentia.   

Golf= Weirdness. My Dad taught my brother and I the basics as kids. I gave it up in my early 20's because I couldn't control my slice and was always off by myself in the woods and the rough. I got back into it for a few years in my early 50's and turned into an average hacker- mid-90's. I would play about 20 times a year, mainly because my brother had stuck with it and was the member of a club and I could play as his guest. He's a low 80's scorer who shoots  the occasional mid-70.

The thing I like about golf is the challenge of improvement over a variety of situations: Drive, short game, putting. What I cannot stand is the ridiculous waits on public courses. At my brother's club, a foursome could play 18 in just under 3 hours. Public courses here mean 5.5 hours a round. That's not fun. I'd rather spend my time sailing and, or course, riding my Duc.

I did play once in ABQ a few years ago. I have to admit that the courses look very bizarre. Here in the Northeast, we have "parks" courses- tree-lined, rolling fairways and treacherous rough. Or, on Long Island, we have links-style courses, sandy, wind-swept and not many trees. It was strange when I played in ABQ to be standing in an elevated tee-box, looking out over an unnatural swath of green fairway sit in the middle of the mostly brown landscape.

In my next installment, I will relate the story of my most memorable golf shot.