Though I'm not a golfer, I am always intrigued to see whether anyone's out there when the wind is whipping around, and wind chills are below freezing! There is always someone! Probably he/they aren't wearing shorts, but there they are chasing the little white ball!
I recall a frigid, windy and snowy Christmas some 50 or so years ago in St. Louis. Traveling from our apartment to my in-laws at about 10 in the morning, we passed a public city-owned course. There was a hardy foursome chasing the bright orange ball instead of the white one!
Some folks are, methinks, CRAZY!
SWR
