Ancil Hoffman plus picking up Jack

Thursday afternoon, Sharon, Jim, Debbie and I played nine holes at Ancil Hoffman. We are trying to schedule this as a regular Thursday afternoon.

Feeling solid on the driving range, the round turned into a shitshow. It is probably the worst that I have played in years. I was not striking the ball consistently. It was doubly frustrating because I had played so well last Thursday. I have got to get back and get some lessons.

We have a lot of golf scheduled for the next ten days. Larkin, Jack and I are headed to Nevada for the Petersen shootout. Sharon, Holly, Van and I are then headed to Sea Ranch early next week. I am going to play at least five, maybe six times in the next ten days. It is going to be interesting to see if I can settle down.

Late Thursday, I headed to San Francisco to pick up Jack. It was a struggle. The freeway was down to one lane in a number of places both diretions. I was shocked at how much roadwork was taking place. I scooped Jack up on Pine about 10:15 pm. After a brief stop at his apartment, we were back in Carmichael about 12:30 am.