9Aug/100
Maine, Golf
On the very first morning I awoke at 5:30am to play golf with a few other bleary-eyed men in my family. We only did nine holes, but it is a good tradition that I hope continues.
- The group
- We're all on the green!
- My dad and me, enjoying the sun on our backs
- Gorgeous view
- Contemplating the putt
- We leave footprints in the morning dew
- Tim the man, myth, and legend
- Dan mugging for the camera
- Heading out to our first tee









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