South Carolina Visitors

Les and Linda took a ride through Florida during the last couple of weeks and stopped in The Villages before heading home. We had a great time together on the golf course and walking around the town squares, stopping once or twice for some liquid refreshment. We opened a bottle of Scotch we found in our bar. It said something about being made with peat moss. I've had Scotch before that tasted a lot better. This stuff tasted like dirt. Les liked it, so it was added to his burden on the way to South Carolina. I'll stick with beer or a little Gentleman Jack.

At one of the town squares. We even did a little belly rubbing. (That's dancing for those less sophisticated.) Linda thinking about how to get over the sand trap.

Les didn't have a great day on the course, which resulted in his helping out the local economy after paying off his debts.

Barbara and I (with the pudgy belly) on the course.