Perfect weather and the Hoffs…

Combined to even bring Joy out, after a long hiatus!

My caddy thinks my bag is so light that he can carry it as well as his own…

But here is what happens by number 17, when we had to wait to tee off. Man down!

All these photos are courtesy of the great photographer, Cynthia!

The joke of the day was when Dave lost the wager on number 18 (barely!) and had to buy the beers, but low and behold there was a free keg of Dos Equis sitting by the door of Flintrock. Dave’s favorite, and it was even cold! What a way to win when you lose!! The golf-wager gods had his back today…