It was a roaring success!
The fine folks at the 'Coon made sure to provide Henry with his own small-fry sized 5-wood. Henry sees no need to use multiple clubs.
He drove with the 5-wood (literally), he worked the fairway with it, he chipped with it and he putted with it.
A true professional one club golfer. He was a hitting machine.
The best part was that Henry and I got to spend the morning with Uncle Bill who proceeded to blast 300 yard drives while "picking up" the many duffs and dribblers that Henry and I put out to pasture.
Good times.
In case you are wondering about the above picture, that small figure in the center of the picture is Henry taking a bathroom break on Hole #13. All I had was my Palm Treo to take the pictures.
I was kicking myself for forgetting the good camera, especially when the Hankster went Full Monty in the woods.
Funny stuff.
Nothing quite like your bare-assed son relieving himself in front of the flora and fauna of Kent, Ohio.
Kid's got quite a future.