Every last drop

This year, my son Isaac (14), and I managed to get out golfing almost every other weekend; the most I have golfed in one year.  It was amazing to see his game (and mine, slightly) develop over the spring/summer/fall and to share with him in the ups and downs that the game brings.  

He finished Par/Par on the last two holes for the season and missed a birdie chip by half a turn of the ball on an earlier hole; enough for dreams of spring to stay strong!  

We found some great courses and tried several new ones.  Next year, we plan to expand our search radius and see what else we can find.

It was such a great season, walking, driving, golfing and talking.  Can't wait until next year.

Listening to "Half a Person" by The Smiths