My sister drove down from Santa Cruz today to join us for the US Open. Bill headed on over to Pebble Beach, and I waited for JoAnne at the motel.
Bill and I had taken the Carmel shuttle yesterday, but it dropped us off pretty far from the main entrance. We decided it might not be any further to just walk from Carmel. So, JoAnne and I walked down Ocean Ave almost to the beach and entered the 17-mile drive thru the Carmel Gate. Just a short way down the road we could see the back entrance to the golf course, complete with metal detectors. No cellphones allowed at all and cameras only on the practice round days.
Entering from this direction, we were at the very far end of the Pebble Beach course. We walked along the ocean-side holes, taking in the extreme beauty of the area. Oh! And we watched the golfers play too!
Tiger had finished already, so we watched for Phil Mickelson.
And we saw Tom Watson too. Bill played golf against Tom for UCLA (Tom was at Stanford), so I am kind of rooting for this old guy.
Hole 7 is a short little Par 3, so we sat in the grandstand for awhile watching golfers go by. Isn't this a beautiful view?
Now, I am NOT such a beautiful view, but it was cold and foggy until 2:00 or so, so I am kind of cold and windblown.
We saw Vijay Singh on the fairway.
There are many gorgeous multi-million dollar houses on the fairways of Pebble Beach, but this was the ugliest one. It looked like a mausoleum.
On our walk back to Carmel, we saw this house with beautiful flowers in front. The sign on the tree says "Good Luck Phil". I kind of agree with it - I hope Phil does well.
Oh, the walk UP Ocean Ave was a lot harder. I had to sit down on several benches along the way. JoAnne and I figured we had walked the entire golf course at least once. I don't know how many miles that would be, but we were tired!