After 5 days of golf in Georgia, we hit the road and headed north.
I kept telling Carol, "North, Miss Tessmacher! North!" (Think Gene Hackman in the movie "Superman.")
We spent the night in Indianapolis, and then went farther north to South Bend where we found a GORGEOUS golf course called Blackthorn. It was probably in the best condition of all the courses we played on the trip. On about the 5th hole we looked up a hillside and saw a creature nosing about. Was it a squirrel?
Carol took the camera and eased closer and closer until she took this shot. It sure didn't look like it had a bushy tail.
She crept closer still, and stopped when the creature sat up on its hind legs and looked at her. To her amazement, it asked her if she knew what day this was!
She was too dumbfounded to answer, so it told her, "Humph! It's GROUNDHOG DAY!"
"So, what're YOU looking at?!"
"If you come any closer, I'm diving down my hole. I mean it!"
"Okay. Goodbye!" And he was gone.
But when Carol turned around to see where the creature had been looking over her shoulder, she saw the REAL reason he dove for cover!
This red-tailed hawk had a lean and hungry look as he stared down towards his would-be lunch!
We played on through the turn and approached the 14th tee. Look what we saw there...
This was NOT the same groundhog, so it must indeed have been the local version of Groundhog Day (although we never did see Bill Murray.)
This one too sat up and posed for the camera briefly before scurrying away in an apparent fright.
Carol again looked behind her to see if any threat loomed, and sure enough...
When she turned back around she had JUST enough time to catch one last look at the hawk's desired lunch before it (he) darted away out of sight.
The remainder of the golf was uneventful.
NEXT: On to Chicago!