Finally,
another miserable winter is over and it’s time to start thinking
about spring, summer and fall -or what should rightfully be referred
to as “Golf Season.” You may be wondering why I don’t just
move to Florida if I’m so obsessed with golf. After all, if we
lived in the sunshine state, I could be playing golf twelve months of
the year.
Truth
be told, I’ve considered it. A few of my buddies moved into one of
those gated golf-themed retirement condo developments and they love
it. There is something appealing about the idea of driving a golf
cart to pick up milk. Here’s the problem, though. Golf is an
expensive hobby. I paid over a thousand dollars for my last driver
and don’t get me started on what a dozen new balls cost. When you
sink your retirement funds into a golf resort, unless your last name
is Rockefeller, chances are that you aren’t going to have the money
to play anywhere else, ever. I save money where I can and as a
result, I can afford to travel with my wife and enjoy a series of
golfing holidays every year. For example, by buying used
golf balls
instead of new ones, I was able to pay for a week in Florida last
winter. We stayed at one of my buddies’ condo and played his
course twice a day. I went online and bought perfect condition used
Callaway Tour ix balls at $26 a dozen, compared to fifty bucks a
dozen for new. With the rate I go through balls, that $25 a dozen
savings adds up pretty quick.
Florida
was nice, but I think next winter I’ll try South Carolina for a
change of pace.
About
The Author:
Bob
Jansen is a retired newscaster and golfing blog contributor who likes
to say that he used golf balls and a nine iron to slice his way to a
second career. Bob calls Michigan home, despite the fact that snow
keeps him away from his passion for four months of the year. He
stocks up on cheap
golf balls
in the off-season, but still finds himself spending far too much on
replacements by August, leading to his second major hobby: scanning
the newspaper classifieds for “used
golf balls for sale”
ads.
