Gothenburg was actually a place we could have done without. No bacon, nor coffee, when we woke up. No sun and no golf course close by, at least not an open one....
With “Bertils” unbelievable meal screaming to get out, we all woke up on in the Caravan on the Camping lot we fell asleep in. Not bad. We knew from the night before...
Although you would think waking up after a rough day in the wind and an even windier and rougher night at the Yacht Club would wipe any smiles off our faces, you...
This was to be the reconstitution trip for Ruff Fairway Golf Society. We had it all planned, down to the itzy bitzy details. Not a nipple was overlooked. Town to crash, place...