The course was beautiful, very reasonable in length, 6500 yards or less, and the greens were 11 on the stimp meter. I never played faster greens. On the 16 tee, I was up 2. A 313 yard par 4 off of a cliff. Hazard to the right. I elected not to use the 4 iron which I had been pounding down the center of fairways. I wanted to be sure I could not reach the hazard. I hit 5 iron to within 80 yards of the green. Jim drove the green, pin highon the right side of the pin. Pressure was on me. I tip the 54 wedge 1 foot off the back. I now had a fast downhill putt. I touched it, it rolled, and rolled, missing the cup and tolled 12 feet down past the hole. Oh oh. Jim now had the advantage. He hit the put and it ran 6 feet past the hole. My turn. I drained the putt. He missed. Par each. I get a stroke. I won 3 and 2.
We played on further and so I then won 4 and 0. He shot 83, I shot 89.
Jim was (and is) a total gentleman. He handed over the coveted trophy. An Oakfield hat. He now has to come to NS to try and win it back. My next game of golf will be that game, next July.
After the game, we had a drink and salad, went to his house to pick up his lovely wife Angela and off the Bistro 990 where we met Lisa and Karen for dinner. Great meal, great food, great company. I had the duck. All had a great time.

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