So with 28hrs gone and not even a wink of sleep and rotten feet (Seriously. our boots have been off 15 mins since 8am Friday). Mr Sandman was calling over name over and over again, we pretended not to hear him but his chant was just getting louder. We busted out our ipods, cranked on some slayer, at least I was. Although, I'm pretty sure I heard Elton John blaring out of Dougie's ear phones when I asked him when brekie was going down at today......  We return back to base to drop another fun filled blog for you lot. enjoy the ride more! 

DC Pro-Namel, I brush my teeth to prevent tooth decay and make my teeth healthy and white. After all, Scot's are known for having manky teeth! 

Being denied access to the front 9. We headed to back 9 to see what's up.....

Course was dead, not a soul in sight.....

Sometimes you run out of tees and you've gotta use carrots. its just a part of life...

Shooter McGavin teeing off at the first....

Lovely drive there sir.....I'd say another 150 or so to the pin....

We caught up with greens keeper Willie, who was doing a fine job wouldn't you say? He let us play through, charming fellow....

Looking for birdie on the 4th. no Tiger Visions necessary!

Going into the 6th neck and neck. we both crack under the pressure shanking our drives into the rough. looking at 2ft of powder.... man, for once in our lives it would have been nice to have blue balls!

So with that one out the window, we decided to test out Willie's fine terrain on offer.....