Mountain Walk 2

January 21, 2008 By: erik Category: Colindres, Golf, Photos 585 views

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Foggy ValleyI enjoyed my walk so much on Saturday, I took Marga up there on Sunday. I also took my binoculars and had a look around. We had a good time, saw some goats and a kitten.

But before that, on Sunday morning, I took a different kind of mountain walk. I went and played golf again on the same nine holes with the same people as the previous week. Man, that’s a tough course! Miss the green or fairway by just a little bit and you’re in for several extra strokes. I had three bunkers that it took me more than one shot to get out of. With several double and triple bogeys, I felt like I played much worse than the previous week. And I did…until the last hole.

Last week, I shot a 49, 13 over par. This week, I was lying 45 on the 9th tee. What lay before me was a 500 meter, par five. A half kilometer! Perfect drive down the middle of the fairway. Perfect 3-wood down the middle of the fairway. 100 meters to go. Metric golf is strange. Perfect pitching wedge to within one meter of the flag. Tap in bird! 49 again.Foggy Valley

The views from this golf course are amazing.

Back up on the hill overlooking Colindres…

Grown Kid

Goat with a nice view.

Goats

His friend.

Curious Goat

This guy was pretty curious. He even let me touch his face a little bit.

Shy Goat

This one was curious, too, but more shy.

Vine's Eye View

This tree was pretty awesome.

You got something on your face

This little kitten came up to us later in the walk. I scratched it’s head a little bit, which was clearly more human love than it had ever received, because it followed us for several hundred meters before stopping and crying for us to come back and give it more love. The facial markings are pretty odd.

And that’s the end to the photos from this past weekend.

 
  • Man, I would’ve wanted to pick that kitten up and take it home with me. It could have commiserated with Abby a little about the odd facial markings.

  • It was pretty adorable, too. It was a manipulative little kitty. Every time we walked away, it would wheeze in a helpless sickly manner. If we already had a cat, and therefore already assumed all the expenses that a feline flatmate entails, we probably would have adopted it.

    Btw, I knew you’d love that tree photo, Jane. It’s so you.

  • Clearly the cat is on top of its game. And yes, it was inevitable I’d love the tree photo. It isn’t that it’s so me though; it’s that it so good.

  • For some reason my connection tonight is really slow, but I enjoyed reading the captions while waiting for the images to load. My favorite was trying to imagine what picture would eventually go with “This guy was pretty curious. He even let me touch his face a little bit.”

    Unfortunately, I was disappointed.

  • Nice one, sgazzetti. As I was just now staring at that “touch his face” photo trying to come up with a witty response, a few other random ponderings popped into my noggin. All pretty much the opposite of witty, though.

    1) Check out how his little kneecaps are muddy. Presumably goats, unlike humans, can lick their elbows, so he could clean that off if he so desired.

    2) Do you think that Billy the Kid realized how closely his nickname was related to goats?

    3) Could you refer to a goat up on a small mountain like this as a “hillbilly”?

  • “Presumably goats, unlike humans, can lick their elbows, so he could clean that off if he so desired.”

    Do you spend very much time contemplating things like this?

  • Do you spend very much time contemplating things like this?

    All. Day. Long.

    Fess up, now. Who tried to lick their elbow?

  • “Fess up, now. Who tried to lick their elbow?”

    Sgazzetti, of course.

  • Heather

    That tree makes me think of Pan’s Labyrinth (awesome movie), I’m glad Marga was feeling better to go with 🙂 And I did not try to lick my elbow!