| Ready to tee off |
| A beautiful morning... |
| ...but stay away from the gators! |
| I don't think this was the type of beach Dick was looking for today |
| In front of the clubhouse |
| One last drive |
The guys arrived back at Wild Dunes raving about how beautiful the course was and about what a great day they had had. I asked Lawrence if it was worth the money (because courses like that ain't cheap!), and he said absolutely, but that getting to play a course like that with his dad made it priceless.
The rest of us passed the day on the beach and in the pool.
Lawrence, John and I ventured out to dinner last night while everyone else stayed in to have spaghetti. We went to a really cool place called The Wreck of Richard and Charlene (known as just The Wreck to the locals) recommended to us by Butch Baird. It is such a hole in the wall we almost couldn't find it. It was tucked way back in some trees along a little boat dock.
| A late afternoon storm turned into a beautiful sunset |

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