At about five o'clock one of the radio golf commentators said "the end was fast approaching from the west." Albeit a bit dramatic, he was right about some heavy rains bearing down on the course. We decided to head back to the Dalmahoy for dinner and some much needed rest. Tomorrow we're slated to head to St. Andrews for the week. Kristen has enjoyed these past two days as much as I have at The Open. With the chance of a 2nd Claret Jug looming for Phil Mickelson, we're tempted to stay another night. Nah, it's time to get to St Andrews. Besides, I don't think St. Andrews, the Home of Golf, will be such a bad place to watch the Open over the weekend. We're anxious to see how things play out for Phil and the rest of the guys at Royal Troon. It's been wonderful theatre thus far. As for me, no golf slated this weekend on my end. Just looking forward to getting settled at the house and spending some time with Kristen in my favorite place in the world.
The above pic is of us up in the grandstand behind the Par 3 17th. We got to see Phil birdie here....The next two are of our two favorite holes, the Par 4 7th and Par 3 8th better known as the "Postage Stamp".
Neither wind nor rain could keep us from smiling down on that leaderboard. Keep it going Phil!
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