We weren't able to stay at the same place I had stayed the last two years as my friends and also their neighbors who helped us last year were going to be away, which left no one to help us get the water and power set up. I was able to get a spot at the Gilliam-McConnell Airfield, in Carthage, North Carolina, which has an expanding RV area. Roland Gilliam has quite an enterprise going there. They also have a BBQ restaurant called Pig n Poke on site, which has good enough food that people from some distance away fly in just for a meal, a gift store, museum and military memorial displays.
John posing next to a plane formerly belonging to the Chennault's Flying Tigers, similar to the one Local lad Lt. Robert "Hoyle" Upchurch crashed in China during WWII. |
Neither of us played very well in the 54 different hole tournament, this year played on courses No. 5, 6,& 8, but it was a nice excuse to be together for 9 days. (I hadn't realized how busy I was after the tournament when John proposed staying on until the Sunday after the tournament, whereas last year he only stayed a week and went back on Friday.) On the way back towards Pittsburgh we stopped in Max Meadows, Virginia for two nights. We stayed at Fort Chiswell RV Campground which was just off the interstate, but in rather rural country. The campground was really nice, with all the amenities you could want and reasonably priced. We availed ourselves of the propane filling station and laundry room. While out for a stroll the first night I had a bit of a chat with the farmer, who was returning to his farm and was realizing that he had a break in one of his fences, because the cows were not supposed to be co-mingling with the sheep.
This pasture was adjacent to the campground. I've heard of the black sheep, in this case it is a few black cows, in among the sheep. |
After golf I made a quick visit to the nearby West Wind Farm, Vineyard and Winery. They had some nice wines and a really amazing gift shop.
I'm a sucker for the free wine tastings. |
The finish line. |
Sunday morning we got up, found some breakfast and drove the rest of the way to the Pittsburgh Airport for John's return flight. I headed directly back to Dunnville.
Monday morning, August 12th, I headed to Deer Creek Golf Course in Ajax, Ontario, east of Toronto for the annual Credit Union sponsored golf tournament. I enjoyed playing with the same group as last year, Nick Dmytruszko, John Dolby and Dave Bell. Unfortunately Dave who had an injured leg and though he could tough it out had to give up after about 4 holes, leaving us short handed for the rest of the scramble.
Nick |
John |
The following day was the Ladies 4-Ball at Twenty Valley which I was playing with Soon.
We looked better than we played. (Matching shirts from Freedom Oaks Member Guest.) |
and the center piece was a bottle of wine per person (the course is within a wine region). The meal was a buffet with various stations. A first class day in every regard.
Wednesday I took a break from golf and went on a short fishing trip with Ed, in his small electrically powered fishing boat, on the Grand River upstream from the Dunnville bridge. He was a good fishing caddy as I had little interest in handling the worms to bait my hook or getting the fish off the hooks. I did have some success as indicated by these two photos. I felt a little guilty fishing without a license but if you average Ed's age and mine, neither of us would need one (over 65.) Thankfully the fishing and game enforcement folks didn't catch up with us.
Thursday I took a break from everything. Friday I played a round at Freedom Oaks.
Saturday, August 17th, was a practice round, which we started in the rain (but it cleared up) and welcome reception for the Inaugural Niagara Parks Women's Invitational, a scramble tournament with particular rules about the indexes of the team members. My friend Karen Vamplew was able to find me a partner who fit the bill named Maria Peplowski. We hit it off instantly at the beginning of the practice round! On tournament day we were paired with my friend Mary Jane Hall and her partner Joan Hulmston, who I knew as a member at Ladies' Golf Club of Toronto. Both teams started off well. My team did somewhat better during the middle part of the round. Towards the end my team was faltering a bit, but we gave ourselves a little pep talk and managed to finish strong enough to WIN! The meal afterwards was a very nice buffet featuring Lake Erie perch and local seasonal vegetables and some pastries for dessert. The prize giving ceremony was also very nice as it included a speech about women's golf by the hostess, Cathy Sherk, a pro friend of Mary Jane's.
The Champions with the Vase Trophy. (We are supposed to get smaller ones to keep, eventually.) |
Wednesday August 21st was the second attempt at holding the Niagara District Wood Trophy Tournament at Port Colburne Country Club as the first attempt, which was to be on July 17th was rained out. As our luck would have it, it rained again! The course was flooded from the day before and it was going to keep on raining. I had been particularly interested in playing this event because it would also serve as a practice round for the Niagara District Tournament of Champions to be held in September at the same course. I wanted to play it an extra time because one of my rivals in the District, Sandy Billiard is a part owner and member of the course, so has lots of experience playing it. With the rain out, the next rescheduled date, September 18th, conflicted with the Greens of Renton/Erie Beach Hotel Tournament, which we didn't want to miss, plus that put it after the Tournament of Champions, instead of before. Mother nature was sure playing havoc with my plans.
The following day, I had a dentist appointment in Hamilton followed by lunch with my friend Enid Aaron at the location of August 8 a few blocks from the dentist. I also did some shopping for new glasses.
After this bit of a hectic schedule things settled down for a few days as the summer is drawing to a close, with Labour Day approaching.
Since when I was at Pinehurst, I had been shopping for new tires for the truck as I was informed at the last oil change that they were getting pretty worn, (they had about 65,000 miles them). I found a reasonably priced place that I had heard good things about in Dunnville and after getting a very competitive quote, I took Anne in to get them put on, on Wednesday, August 28th.
On the 31st Jim, Ella's brother-in-law Jim and I went over to Delhi (about an hour west of Dunnville) for a practice round for their mixed event (modified Chapman or as the Americans call it a scotch) to be held September 8th. I had seen a flyer for the event and it sounded like a really nice one. None of my other mixed partners were available to play and Jim was interested in going. On the way back we stopped at a nice bakery, which had some gluten free things for me and lots of regular things Jim and his wife like, farmers markets for fresh produce and the cemetery in Simcoe, where Ron was buried. There, I found out that the date of death had not yet been put on the stone, nearly two years after his death! His daughter Maureen was surprised to learn that as she though it was going to be done right after his internment. I guess she hasn't been there to visit the graves of her parents since her Dad's funeral.