Blake actually volunteered to drive our cart so I thought it was incumbent upon me to share my years of golf cart wisdom with him.
Now Blake was a lit
tle nervous behind the wheel as he didn't want to give his aged uncle a whiplash with some lightning fast acceleration. In fact, Blake was going too plumb slow.In my family, where everyone has a Type A personality, we know there truly is only one speed on a golf cart and that's FULL speed. So after a couple of holes of very slow and cautious golf cart maneuvering, I could see this was a teachable moment.
There are probably as many ways to let your chauffeur know that he's going too slow as there are grains of sand on a beach, so I decided to take the direct approach. I simply squashed his naked foot and sandal onto the accelerator with my tennis-shoed foot. The golf cart leaped into action before Blake even knew what hit him. After that experience, Blake made sure the golf car was running at full tilt.
However, Blake didn't know 'rule number one' of driving a golf cart with Uncle Steve. So there was another teachable moment. Rule number one is always park Uncle Steve in the shade of a tree. Even if this means that Blake has to find a club and scamper across the fairway to hit his next ball and then scamper back to the golf cart.
There were a couple of other rules that Blake never caught onto...no matter how many times I expressed them. For instance, if he left the golf cart to go hit a ball, I would take it upon myself to move over into the drivers seat. However, when I hit my ball, Blake always moseyed back over to drive the cart again. This was a direct violation of one of my rules.
Still, it was a fun afternoon, and I think Blake really learned some things about driving a cart..."Don't volunteer to drive Uncle Steve's golf cart."
I'm posting a picture of Blake after he learned about golf cart etiquette, literally, at my feet.
4 comments:
If we ever get a chance to go golfing together, I'll make sure you get the driver's seat. Sounds like fun. Brian and I spent our "bachelor weekend" fishing and emptying a couple buckets of balls at the driving range. It was a great weekend.
You had a great weekend for golf! Someday Blake will thank you for all of the wisdom you bestowed upon him this weekend. We had a great time enjoying the last of summer's warm temps.
hahahah this was a great story, and I can completely picture Blake doing that!
I have spent a couple days out with Pat, Golfing and fishing (boating). Hang on, everthing feels like a drag race. I thought I'd like to walk a little on the course but I became aggitated when he stopped 15 to 20 feet behind the white tees. John Ike once said "I know how to walk,I need practice hitting the ball."
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