Travel: Niagara Golf Trip

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Whirlpool, 2nd hole, par 4This week my wife an I had the opportunity to join a group of friends play golf at two highly-rated courses: Whirlpool and Legends of Niagara (the Battlefield course). Whirlpool is the older of the two and shows it with more mature trees and a classic style of course. For our level of play, the general consensus of opinion was it was the preferred course. Legends of Niagara, Battlefield course, 18th hole, par 5

While a challenging and pretty course, the Legends seemed to play a little longer and demanded a pace of play that made it difficult to fully enjoy. Whirlpool is a Stanley Thompson course [1].

Between the 1920's and 1950's, Thompson designed, remodeled or constructed some 145 courses in Canada, the United States, the Caribbean and South America, including such renowned Canadian golf courses as Highlands Links (Nova Scotia), Banff and Jasper (Alberta), St. George's (Toronto), and Capilano (Vancouver).Stanley Thompson, Golf Course Architect In 1948, Donald Ross, Robert Trent Jones and Thompson founded the prestigious American Society of Golf Course Architects, and at one time, now-legendary course architects Jones, Howard Watson, Geoff Cornish, C.E. "Robbie" Robinson and Bob Moote worked for Thompson. Of the 100 top-rate courses in Canada, 14 are Stanley Thompson designs [2].

Please see my photo gallery for more pictures of this trip.

Humour: The Camel

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An archeologist from a well-known museum travels to Egypt to investigate a newly discovered site deep in the desert. On his arrival he is advised that the only reliable form of transportation is via camel at which point he is referred to “Abdul” the camel dealer.

The archeologist finds Abdul’s dealership, and states his needs. Abdul says “well then I sell you this fine camel: she is friendly and easy to ride; good for a novice. I have only one word of caution.”

“What’s that?” asked the archeologist.

“Never raise your voice to the camel, be polite.” So, the archeologist took the camel back to where he was staying, packed the camel and prepared to leave. Remembering Abdul’s advice, he spoke slowly and quietly to the camel: “Ok Camel, I am going to get on top of you now.” And with that the archeologist climbed up on the camel. “Ok Camel, please stand up.” asked the archeologist. But there was no response by the camel. The archeologist asked again and again, using softer, politer tones and terms, but all to no effect.

Finally the archeologist gave up and called Abdul for help. Abdul arrived, asked the archeologist to get up on the camel. Abdul then walked in front of the camel and asked him politely to stand up, but with no results. After a few minutes of this, Abdul looked around, found a large 2x4 piece of wood and clubbed the camel over the head and asked the camel to get up, which she did.

Astounded, the archeologist said “I thought you were supposed to be polite?”

“Yes” said Abdul, “But sometime you have to get their attention first.”

Sometime I feel like a camel.

Observations: You are what you eat

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You are what you eat. A popular saying certainly some 30 years ago. But a physical perspective on things.

What about what you do, think or do and regret? Are these actions part of you too? Presumably they are at least manifestations of the mind. Does the exception remain as a part of you or does recognition and acceptance that an action is regrettable purge it? Or is it merely an ingredient in the bouillabaisse of life: an unplanned spice who's taste either sweetens or sullies depending on the response and learnings extracted.

If no internal remedy is possible then how are issues resolved? The essence of the code developed by Hammurabi some 3,700 years ago was to put closure on reactions: "an eye for an eye" (and that's all). I suspect church confessions play a similar role; a means to formally resolve such issues. May be. Or is it just a forced sweetener for the unplanned spice. Probably less effective.

Humour: Top Ten Best Golf Caddie Remarks

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#10 Golfer: "Think I'm going to drown myself in the lake."
Caddy: "Think you can keep your head down that long?"

#9 Golfer: "I'd move heaven and earth to break 100 on this course."
Caddy: "Try heaven, you’ve already moved most of the earth."

#8 Golfer: "Do you think my game is improving?"
Caddy: "Yes sir, you miss the ball much closer now."

#7 Golfer: "Do you think I can get there with a 5 iron?"
Caddy: "Eventually."

#6 Golfer: "You've got to be the worst caddy in the world."
Caddy: "I don't think so sir. That would be too much of a coincidence."

#5 Golfer: "Please stop checking your watch all the time. It's too much of a distraction."
Caddy: "It's not a watch - it’s a compass."

#4 Golfer: "How do you like my game?"
Caddy: "Very good sir, but personally, I prefer golf."

#3 Golfer: "Do you think it's a sin to play on Sunday?
Caddy: "The way you play, sir, it's a sin on any day."

#2 Golfer: "This is the worst course I've ever played on."
Caddy: "This isn't the golf course. We left that an hour a go."

and the #1 best caddy comment:

Golfer: "That can't be my ball, it's too old."
Caddy: "It's been a long time since we teed off, sir."

Observations: Is life more complicated (#2)?

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When I was a child, say 40 years ago, to execute a banking transaction meant a visit to the local branch. It had to be my home branch, and I had to have my passbook. I remember standing in line, but I also remember knowing most of the tellers. The branch was located next to my barber shop, where I would have my hair cut weekly. My banking needs were quite modest, and so extended banking hours, inter-branch, inter-bank banking was not really missed.

Today, I have multiple options: any branch, any ABM, telephone, and internet. Although I can't deposit or withdrawal money through the internet, I can pay my bills. Paying bills is a big thing. I can truly let my fingers do the walking. I sign on, select the bills to pay, confirm, write the reference number on the bill stub, file the bill stub and done. I don't need to: write a cheque, post the cheque amount to my journal, complete the payment slip, stuff all that into an envelope, find a stamp, realize I don't have any stamps, go to the post office, buy a stamp and then mail the letter. Have you ever tried to find a mail box these days?. Five minutes versus 30 minutes.

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