Golf at Port Fairy

Imagine a cold autumn day with the sun going down in the west and the moon rising in the east. Mix this with the sound of the wind and the waves rolling in on the beach just over the hill and a scorecard with multiple double figure scores pales into insignificance - at least that's my argument ( a 12 on the first!!)

Above playing the last hole at Port fairy golf course. The hole is dedicated to my mothers cousin which in the true spirit of Vimineousity I discovered by accident.