The day was cool; it had rained the night before and so the grass was a little soggy. The clouds hung low, but it was not too windy. Not a day for fair weather golfers. But a day not nearly as bad as it looked from inside the clubhouse. Salt was on the range early that day. He… Read More »
Salt was musing at how nearly every high handicapper he met was obsessed with their golf swing speed. They wrongly equated a slow backswing with a slow golf swing. Nothing could be further from the truth. Just then Salt saw a curious gentleman in the distance. Or rather, he heard him. He was pounding drivers on the range,… Read More »
It was getting late. Salt was looking for a golf beginner, someone who would be receptive to a golf beginner tip. Most people at the range were pounding driver after driver, barely even looking where their ball was going before teeing up the next one. They were not golf beginners, so Salt was not interested. He was more… Read More »
It was a windy day. A two-club wind blew steadily into the faces of the few devoted souls on the range. A perfect day for the knockdown or punch shot, thought Salt. Salt appreciated the fact that these folks were out in less-than-perfect conditions. Salt assumed that these were not mere fair-weather players, but were more serious about… Read More »
