So, let's start with the positives.
Played within myself. Swung easy and didn't let distance ego get in the way. Wedges, pitch and chips were hot. Putter solid.
The following is to the course 'par' (West Course - Cooly Tweed; slope 128, SCR 72) not "personal par"
Off the first, white markers:
Bogey, Quad, Par, Par, Bogey, Bogey, Birdie, Bogey, Bogey = 8 over
Then it started, the fatigue and lack of water / food. The 'half way house' canteen is at the end of the 10th and by the start of the 9th I'd started feeling I needed a sugar hit, a snack and more water for later in the round. But, as it happens, the canteen was shut by the time we got to the end of the 10th, and I think the brain fade set it almost immediately.
I'd managed to hold on for only a double on the 10th. I really had to hunker down not to blow out more. I'm actually quite positive about how well I held on, because, I have not doubt, it could have been a lot worse. Body and mind were fading, and it took a lot out of me.
So, back nine went:
Double, Double, Bogey, Par, Triple, Bogey, Triple, Bogey, Triple = 16 over
So, all up, OTS, I shot 24 over the 'course par' for a total of 96
Memories from the round:
- Solid Drive, then wedge "on a string" into the 7th for a 3 inch tap in birdie putt. Yep, the wedge in was a smoker.
- Solid Drive, amid fatigue and brain fading, on the 13th to set up a 125m, 8i approach that went pin high but 3m left. 2 putt for par.
- Bunker shot on the last, totally brain fade drain to be there, hunkered down and dropped it 2m to the flag.
That last bunker shot was probably the best thing to come from the round. I was cactus, fatigued, brain fade x 1000, and got into the bunker on the right side of the green by a brain fade stupid shot. Group behind had been pushing up, so felt a bit rushed, but, I went all mental and decided to try really hard and knuckle down and save a few shots right at the end. Walked in with the 60* SM6 Vokey and could not see the top of the flag, the bunker is a long way down from the putting surface. Stepped back, found tip of the flagged, line up to roof of clubhouse, and decided to go at it ... one of two things was going to happen - I'd knife it and the clubhouse windows likely to be broken, or, it would launch almost vertically. Somehow I managed a solid swing, lifting sand and ball into the air and landing 2m from the flag.
I lagged the putt to within 5cm, which was really disappointing but, in the brain fade body exhausted state, I was actually impressed with how I'd held in.
So, the first of my three cards is done and dusted.
After being so exhausted yesterday, I'm not playing today. Time to go surf and do some chores around the house. Might even mow the lawns and wash the car. I think my body and brain needs a rest from golf for a day or two.