Saturday, April 20, 2024

2024 Petersen Shootout - Day 2

Up fairly early, Jack, Larkin and I had breakfast at Katie's Country Kitchen in the hotel. The package for the weekend included a $5.00 food voucher for use at the hotel.

The three of us headed to Genoa Bar. This is billed as Nevada' oldest thirst parlor. We ended up playing several games of pool. I have an interesting history with this bar...

The plan for the day was to play the Ranch course at Genoa Lakes. We have played this course once in the past: 2018. I had no recollection of the course!

Rod started with a chipping contest at 11:45 am. This was followed by a shotgun start at 1:00 pm. The format for the day was a shamble. Although we never caught up with them, Borja and his brother-in-law Scott were in the fivesome in front of us.

I rode with Larkin, while Jack rode with Josh. Josh and Jack played baseball on the Outlaws from 2009 to 2014. Josh was crushing the ball; he hit one drive 340 yards... I ended up with a 96 that included a 9 on one of the par fives [three shots to get out of the sand!].

I liked the course, particularly the back nine up on the hill west of the road. The pace of play was pretty good. We finished up about 5:30 pm.

Heading back to the hotel, we got cleaned up and drove to dinner. This year, the dinner was at JT Basque. Larkin and I have eaten there before by ourselves and with Jack and Drew. The dinner was disappointing. With 85 people stuffed in the back of the restaurant, it was loud and chaotic. Frankly, they didn't serve enough of the food. Everyone was scrambling to get a portion of the food as it was served family style.

One of the traditions of the tournament was that first timers had to tell a joke. With the number of people and the venue, they skipped it this year. It was just another thing that makes the event feel a lot less intimate...

Back at the hotel, Jack crashed early. Larkin and I spent a little bit of time in Rod's suite, really only Josh was there. Sitting by the elevators talking to Sharon on the phone, what was clearly a hooker wandered by. Larkin and I eventually crashed just before midnight.

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