This is one I laugh at a lot to myself.
My cousin, who as a teenager was my greatest golfing rival in Scotland, invited me for a game at Westward Ho. We’d had many a grudge match in the past, and this was the first time we had played together in 25 years.
He had moved to Devon and knew the course well and this was my first time. It was blowing very strongly, a 3 club wind, and we were the only golfers taking on the gale except for a single player in front of us who we had to wait for frequently.
Playing Westward Ho in these conditions was incredible fun, and we were having a ding doing battle. As we came off the 15th Green I had just pulled a hole back to go all square with 3 to play.
I looked up and saw the single player walking down the fairway about 200 yards away and proceeded to tee up, and as soon as he was out of range I struck a good drive down the middle. My cousin then came on the Tee with an 8-iron, which I thought was a bit cautious, teed up and addressed the ball in the opposite direction 180 degrees from my drive.
The 16th green although not blind, had a lot of long grass between the Tee and the Green, and I had made a stupid assumption and mistaken the 17th Fairway for the 16th Hole.
Needless to say he made me play my second shot from the where it landed on the 17th Fairway to the 16th Green and consequently I lost the match.
The moral of the story is, it’s better to carry a “stroke saver” with you on a first visit than rely on your golfing partner.