Yesterday was a tough golf day in more ways than one!
It was the humidity! The worst I have ever experienced!
Some one told me last night that the heat factor was over a 100. I believe it.
It was especially unbearbale on the holes where the trees blocked the minimal wind that was out on the course. The air was heavy. Breathing was an occasional problem.
I wear a hat when I play. For two reasons. The first is to prevent sun stroke. The second is to absorb my brow sweat. Yesterday there was no absorbtion factor. I could feel the salty sweat constantly flowing into my eyes. My eyes were burning the whole round.
When we finished playing, I went into the men’s room to wash up. I looked in the mirror. My eye balls were bright red! Fire engine red!
I played with Don, Yankee Jack, Larry and Randy. All four played terrific. I played lousy. I ended up the big loser!
I spent the afternoon in my darkened bedroom. The air conditioning was blasting away. I had to crawl under the covers to keep warm. It felt good!
Last night Don and I had drinks and dinner together at the Yacht Club. A good evening!
Don is a first class business man. He runs Don’s Place with anal precision. And for that, he is successful.
Don came to Key West from Buffalo where he was a newspaper executive. He was with a newspaper chain outfit whose name escapes me.
Whatever he brought to that job and whatever he learned at that job, he has interejected into the running of Don’s Place.
After dinner, we stopped at Don’s Place for a night cap.
I was home in bed before 10.
Yesterday was the start of the mini losbster season. A big deal!
For 2 or 3 days each year at this time, the government permits diving for lobsters.
The boats were going out like crazy yesterday morning. It is an event! Some of the boats were overloaded. It reminded me of that scene in Jaws where all the boats, big and small alike, went out to capture the shark. Most of the boats were overloaded. So it was yesterday!
There are thieves out there also.
The mini season starts at midnight. Divers with dark water suits and tanks swim along in front of homes on the water. They are capturing the lobsters that lie in the rocks beneath our docks. A couple of times over the years I have gone out in the middle of the night with a flash light. As one of these scoundrels would swim by, I flashed the light on him. They would look up with startled expressions and abruptly swim away.
It is called stealing! All of us own 25 feet out from the shoreline. The lobsters are within the first 5 feet.
I can feel the humidity already this morning. It is blowing thru the open window like a blast furnace. Back to the air conditioning!
Enjoy your day!