I’ll take a cool fall day with brilliant colours surrounding me hoping that the chill wakes up my hidden golf abilities!
Summer in Toronto in the past couple of years has been nothing short of brutal. You know how bad it can be that golfers are soaked through at 10:30 a.m. and complaints about slow pace are replaced by dehydrated golfers almost begging for the refreshment cart. Humidity would seem to be an enemy of a good game score wise. Many golfers have remarked after 15 holes with sweat rolling down their face and into their eyes they just want the game to end quickly.
I had made a suggestion that the golf cart refreshment brigade be doubled to a cart serving the front nine and another serving the back nine. It has fallen on a deaf ears. I am trying to ensure happy golfers in Hades realm but the third party refreshment provider lacks much commercial sense. Those who ignore a profit-making opportunity…what do we call them?
What does heat and heat paired with humidity do. It slows the pace particularly the later the start in the day the more impact the heat and humidity have. Humid air is “thick” and slows the trajectory of the ball.
While the chilly spring climes on a golf cart make life miserable for a Marshall due to the wind chill created by zipping around on a golf cart the zipping around in heat creates a natural cooling effect at least when you are moving and a Marshall often makes stops for conversation and to make requests to speed up. So a Marshall can feel the heat and humidity but the smart Marshall know where the shade is and can advantage of that.
I will chill a litre of water in a flask and take a root beer or San Pellegrino fruit drink and hydrate galore. Despite all this at the end of a shift in the summer whatever the hour I am drained. On my stressful Sunday 12-5 shift a chilled beer afterwards in the backyard is a prerequisite to moving on to normal life. I have no appetite only a thirst for a bitter thirst-quenching Ontario craft brew IPA.
Summer golf can be hell but golf addiction defies realities and that addiction powers golfers through Dantes Inferno. The cart lady has huge beer sales and attendant tips! She walks away with 4 times more than I do per hour. Oh injustice!