Tuesday Golf Balls
Playlist: Echo in the Canyon (Jakob Dylan)
Reliving the Sixties whilst cycling.
On my Tuesday evening cycle as I rode across the bridge over Tule Creek I observed a man standing on the grass beside a large collection of golf balls. He was hitting them, one by one, along side the creek.
On the return leg of my journey, crossing the bridge over Tule Creek again, I met the golfing guy and asked him if he lost any balls in the creek. “Every day I come here I lose at least 6” he said. He was carrying his golf club – but no balls!
