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Well, if we are talking expeditions without parents, then it still would be in high school where I would take the L (Archie, the real one in Chicago) clubs in hand to downtown to meet the older guys in my foursome for breakfast at the Near North branch of Walker Brothers before driving to Cog Hill. As noted in my thread about renovations, we had the 10:36 tee time but knew we could show up a few minutes before because the course already was running 45 minutes behind. After the round, we would play Liars Poker while my friends would slip me a beer or two. Not infrequently, we would have deep dish back in the City before I got back on the L to Skokie. I might be gone for 15 hours or more to play a round of golf. Absolutely some of the best days of my life.Ira
I broke a tooth at Cobbs Creek sledding with my to be wife at midnight after an el ride from West Philly in 1971. Or, it might have been Karakung; it was dark.
the paper towels in the bathroom had the course logo and were really thick for a paper product so I took a couple as souvenirs. I bet I still have a couple of the paper towels in a plastic container somewhere.
Davenport CC. I drove from Sacramento to Massachusetts for my senior year of college. Motel 6 in Davenport was the obvious geographical stop for night #3. At a pizza joint in Davenport, I revealed in conversation with a local that I was co-captain of my college golf team. He said I should try to play DCC while in town, but I let it slide as I had another ten hours behind the wheel the next day. Yet I called my coach, head pro at Taconic, and asked him if he could get me a spot. I was awakened by his phone call at 6:30 the next morning saying "You're on the tee in an hour".And now, almost 40 years later, I'm a member. I'm blessed. I can't wait for Ran to profile our course.