I promised pictures and thoughts about our day at the Masters. We acquired Tuesday practice round tickets from Bill Saylor in Whispering Pines. Bill's first year winning the ticket lottery happened to coincide with the spring he was getting knee replacement. That turned out to be a good piece of luck for us and we headed over Monday night, stopping in a sport's bar in Columbia to watch the Duke-Butler game, then checked into our hotel. Up early the next morning, we headed for Augusta National. I am posting a random assortment of pictures from our day, including some nice ones of a few of our favorite players, especially Freddie Couples and Tom Watson. Love those old guys!
The first picture is of the menu board in the concession stands--we visited the concession stands four times, for snacks and lunch and snacks a couple more times, and didn't spend $25 on food. Dudley was paying for lunch and turned to me and said "why don't we eat here more often?"
The place is a sanctuary to golf, a church, amazing, beautiful, magnificently manicured. Apparently the pine trees there don't produce cones, or at least they don't drop them--not a pine cone anywhere. The azaleas were a little behind schedule, but even without flowers, Amen Corner was breathtaking. It is hard not to feel the years of history and tradition. It oozes from
everywhere.
We spoke to a volunteer at one hole crossway. Fourteen volunteers were manning that hole that day, at crossways, tees, greens, and the lines along the fairways. The crowds are nothing if not respectful.
We spent much of the day looking for shady vantage points because it was unseasonably HOT and sunny. But in the shade it was perfect, always a little breeze, just right.
Ok, time for the pics:
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