Riding along the par 4 fifth hole of the Harder Hall golf course in Sebring, FL (My hometown) I bring to my cousin Billy's attention the majestic Sandhill Cranes standing regally along the cartpath.
"Check those out Bill, take a picture with your camera phone".
"What? Them old things? They ain't special, you know- they taste just like venison!"
With that he drives past the cranes like they are groupie spectators in our PGA gallery.
"Aren't those a protected species? Can't you get in a lot of trouble for shooting them?"
"Oh yeah, you bet! It's a $500 fine!"
I never asked him how he knew that.
Unfortunately we got rained out for the rest of the round, but like I've said before, there is nothing like family, especially mine.
Speaking of Golf, I'm going to start my Monday off right and sneak out for a quick 9 holes.