Two moments that wouldn't give me a second thought if I had to hang it up....
First was a couple of years ago at my father's club member-guest. We've never played well in one of these events, but this week we played well and caught more than our shares of good breaks. We win our final match going away and played extremely well. We were in the 1st flight (2nd overall) and decide to walk the last few holes with the final match. The RedWings had won the Stanley Cup that year and Darren McCarty brought the Cup out to the club for the day and he's cruising down the fairway with the Cup riding shotgun. So there we are, drinking beers in the middle of the fairway and taking pictures with the Cup. Last round I ever played with my dad and it doesn't get much better than that.
Second was last January in Scotland. I had a weekend in between meetings and hoped to get some good weather and a round or two. I'd called ahead to Prestwick and arrived to a completely empty parking lot on a beautiful day. The general manager greeted me with, "you must be the American" and asked if I was played alone. I told him I was and he asked me, "if I'd like to play with the Captain of the Club as he was here for the day." After a tall whiskey (loosener) and a history lesson around the clubhouse, we had the entire course to ourselves. We played in about 2.5hrs and it was easily one of the most enjoyable rounds I've ever played. He had to leave after 14, so I played the final loop by myself and could have sworn that Old Tom was walking along as the sun was setting.
At this point, the rest is just gravy....