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thecraw
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The Canadian geese thread reminded me of an incident that occured to me and I was close to brown pants after it.
A few years back a squad of us went over to The Machrie on the Island of Islay for a weekend of golf and whisky. On day one of our trip I was in the rough at the back 7th hole helping my mate Andy look for his knifed approach which ended up in the dunes. As I was searching I happened to catch something move between my feet out of the corner of my eye. It was at that stage I saw the horridle bloody adder snaking between my feet.
To say I shat myself is an understatement, I squealed like a stuffed pig and lept about 4 feet from a standing start while sqeaking "snake" like a little girl!!! My mate Andy also bolted about 20 yards further up the dunes.
For the next three days any balls that even went 2 inches into the rough were left by me!!!!
A few years back a squad of us went over to The Machrie on the Island of Islay for a weekend of golf and whisky. On day one of our trip I was in the rough at the back 7th hole helping my mate Andy look for his knifed approach which ended up in the dunes. As I was searching I happened to catch something move between my feet out of the corner of my eye. It was at that stage I saw the horridle bloody adder snaking between my feet.
To say I shat myself is an understatement, I squealed like a stuffed pig and lept about 4 feet from a standing start while sqeaking "snake" like a little girl!!! My mate Andy also bolted about 20 yards further up the dunes.
For the next three days any balls that even went 2 inches into the rough were left by me!!!!