55 degrees, overcast, misty but little wind - rained all night and morning but stopped around noon.
Course was very soft. Rooster tails on a lot of the greens, which had just been deep tine (little hole) aerated this past week. Fair amount of top dressing/sand remained.
I was playing well until #11. I hit a ball in play but couldn't find it. Looked, and looked. Finally a leave must have blown over and there it was. Except a single had caught me and hit a tee shot very close to me. I rushed and that was it, 2nd shot into the woods. Sort of kicked it around after that episode. Sigh.
Last hole was a nightmare. Hit my best tee ball of the afternoon down the middle. Chunk ... Chunk ... wedge, two putt from 5 feet. Double. Grrrrrr
