I was golfing with my husband, John and two young men by the name of Ty and Ben, who we were paired with by the pro shop. It just happens that John and Ty worked together at the Copperpoint Golf Course in Invermere.
The yardage on hole #17 is listed on the score card as 101 from the gold tees. I used my nine iron, teed it down a bit, swung and hoped for the best. At that time of day, late afternoon, the sun was directly in my eyes so I couldn’t track the ball too well. I just knew I had hit the green but couldn’t tell where the ball ended up. My playing partners had gone over the ravine to their tee boxes and none of us could see the hole, just the pin. When we got to the green, we located everyone’s ball but mine, until I looked in the hole. There was a bright pink ball looking up at me!
The funny thing is, as we were going up one of the earlier fairways, we were talking about hole-in-one’s and how none of us had had one and some of us had never seen one. Well, I still haven’t seen one but I have had one now!