The final hole

A good friend came for the day. He accepted the chance to play a local but challenging 18 hole par 3 course. We lined up the gulls and the rabbit holes, but it was our own Championship decider. I am sure that the bunkers moved about and the trees definitely tried to catch a passing flyer! We fought out an honourable draw as the sun shone and we returned to a family barbeque. This is how it should be.