From Washington to Florida — 14 states on 4 wheels with 2 sets of golf clubs and zero reservations!
  • Day57

    Saint Pete

    December 5, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 68 °F

    Two weeks have flown by since USVI. What’s happened? To be honest, not a lot. Caroline has worked during the week and usually has a late start and a late finish because a lot of the people she works with are West coast.
    I have been doing my best to get 3 mile walk in daily.
    Today was our second visit to Saint Petersburg. To get there we take
    It’s a cool structure. Had lunch with long time family friend today, Erin Clack, who is attending Eckerd College in Saint Petersburg. Starving students!
    Thanksgiving was spent at Streamsong Resort.
    Love the spot but it’s not Bandon.

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  • Day13

    Home Sweet Home Away from Home

    October 22, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 84 °F

    We made it! 4,119 miles through 14 states in a little under 77 hours and it’s even more glorious than I’d hoped here on Anna Maria Island.

    We’re a block off the beach, the sand is like superfine sugar with swathes of teeny-tiny seashells, the water cradles you like a mother’s warm hug, the weather is hot (80’s both temp & humidity 🥴) but not oppressively so thanks to breezes off the Gulf, and the stairs to our 3rd floor condo are a great unavoidable workout.

    There are shorebirds and cranes everywhere, not too many bugs (thank you again, island breeze), I saw my first gators 🐊 out on the golf course, and I’m no longer shrieking any more when tiny, 3” lizards🦎 scurry across my path. (Side bar: Between the frogs that insist on guarding the hot tub in Suncadia to the herd of lizards and seriously surprisingly large gators here, it’s been a big personal growth year for Caroline.)

    I feel so fortunate to live in a time and have the means and opportunity to experience this amazing adventure. America really is a beautiful country and I can’t wait to see even more!
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    Love your side bar! One woman’s lizards🦎are another woman’s chickens! 🐓 😘 [Corrie]

  • Day12

    The Squares of Savannah

    October 21, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 75 °F

    We only intended to make Savannah a quick stopover like all of our other destinations this trip (Florida beckons!) but between my work schedule and just loving the vibe of the place, we decided to stay another day. (The universe agreed as we didn’t even have to change rooms.)

    I looked up a few self-guided walking tours online and settled on one of the Squares of Savannah. Turns out, a big part of the orderly yet laid back vibe of Savannah is due to its original plan laid out in the early 1700’s by James Oglethorpe which, “uses a distinctive street network with repeating squares of residential blocks, commercial blocks, and small green parks to create integrated, walkable neighborhoods.”

    Starting just a few blocks south of the Savannah River waterfront, the city is laid out in an approximate 5x5 grid of over 20 wards. Each ward is 9 blocks (think tic-tac-toe with a park in the center square and buildings in the surrounding 8) so you’re never more than 2 streets away from some little urban oasis—iconic live oaks dripping with Spanish moss, brick-paved walkways, cozy benches, fountains, and statues of historical interest.

    We meandered these squares, walking nearly 8 miles to end up on the waterfront for a pink liquid lunch. After the beauty of the squares, the waterfront felt devoid of any real character (mostly bigger hotels and lots of touristy shops there). It started to drizzle just as we were finishing our wine, which turned into a real downpour just in time for our 6 or so block walk back, during which Donny only almost killed me once jaywalking across 4 lanes of traffic.
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    Savannah looks beautiful! However, the video of the container ship cruising down the street gets my vote! Great perspective! [Corrie]

  • Day11

    Surprising Sidetrip - Savannah

    October 20, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 73 °F

    During a meeting with my boss just before we left Auburn for Florida, he suggested we go to Savannah. “Why?” “It’s just cool.” Historically, suggestions like this haven’t turned out well for me... one man’s cool is another woman’s meh, or their exact people-place-event experience just can’t be replicated.

    Happily, that was not the case with Savannah.

    We had no expectations as we crossed Georgia and my only research was for a hotel in the middle of town, ideally in a historical building (not a chain) to get some local flavor. Walking around the block to the Kehoe House (, I was immediately taken aback by the architecture, landscaping, and an overall sense of order and calm.

    The front of the hotel faced a lovely little park/square and couldn’t have been more quaint. After settling in, we headed down to take advantage of their happy hour. I was expecting the typical half glass of terrible wine, maybe some mixed nuts and dry pretzels like pretty much every other lame hotel-sponsored even of its kind.

    Oh no. We’re not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy.

    The lovely young gentlemen behind the desk asked which wine we’d like (of 3 whites, 2 reds, and a rosé), to please sit wherever we’d like, and he’d be right out with our drinks. We sat in the “double parlor” and took in the period furnishings and general comfortable grandeur of the space, like an aging supermodel who, albeit stunning in her prime, has happily settled into her latter years with grace.

    Out came a tray holding our beverages and a few hors d’oeuvres prepared by the chef. Beautiful little bites of I can’t remember what now, only that they were perfect for the time and place. The wine was decent, refills were plentiful, and the young man provided information about the house, the city, and nearby restaurants. It was a lovely introduction to Savannah hospitality.

    Off we went into the night for dinner at Treylor Park, a play on the owner’s name, where the space was like every other hipster restaurant of our time—this one Airstream themed but still had the requisite uncomfortable chairs— and the food tried too hard to be trendy.

    Donny’s “Treylor Park Pot Pie” attempted to be a pot pie-chimichanga fusion, but only managed to be a weird glob of pot pie-flavored cheese wrapped in a too-thick tortilla and fried. My ahi salad was perfectly fine, and pretty much the only keto-friendly item on the menu. (Why did I decide to give up carbs just before visiting the South?!🤷‍♀️)
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  • Day11

    Sunrise golf at Capitol Hill - Links

    October 20, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 57 °F

    Up before the sun again (I know! Who am I and what have I done with Caroline?! 😱) to play the Links course here at Capitol Hill. It was a gorgeous sunrise and great to get around in 3 1/2 hours and before it got “hot” (80 degrees).

    I wish that’s all I have to report about the golf, but Donny & I did not play our best (lost ball count: 9). The course felt just a smidge resort-y and gimmicky in some places (e.g. a par 4 with both rough areas and bunkers transecting the fairway 🤔, and several doglegs with narrow and blind corners, forcing approach shots to carry waste/water, usually to an elevated green).

    I did, however, find Links more interesting and challenging than Lakes and would play it again if only to see if I could find a lower score. The greens were in great shape, fairly fast and rolled true. The rough was impossible in places—I lost one ball in an attempt to hack out of it only to punch it maybe 3 feet forward but still unfindable. I might as well as hit it into a worm hole to other side of the universe. 🤦‍♀️

    We saw both black and fox squirrels (longest tails ever!), delicate whitetail deer, and a stunning white crane/heron. Still, even with the natural beauty, we weren’t sad to see this particular round finished.
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  • Day10

    Opelika Date Night

    October 19, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 70 °F

    Got to our hotel early for a change, just in time for Donny to take a little snoozer while I took some work calls. (Yes, this is a disturbing trend...😉)

    Headed out for a quick nine holes on Grand National’s Lakes course. Beautiful evening with the course to ourselves. Had a few glasses of wine on their veranda as night fell, chatting with our server who, despite being born & raised in Peachtree, Georgia, had no accent. Her parents insisted that she not develop an accent as they didn’t want her to have the “talk slow, think slow” stigma that can be associated with a Southern accent.

    Back to the hotel bar which had about 100 people from a “Georgia Built” convention and 0 masks (super spreader event!) Fortunately it was outdoors so we were able to social distance after ordering at the bar wearing our masks.

    Folks were nice but it is certainly bizarre to see the wanton disregard for disease prevention protocols.
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  • Day10


    October 19, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 57 °F

    Many of you reading this probably don’t know that my given name (I’m sorry, but saying “maiden” name in this day and age just feels 🤨) is Caroline Pratt.

    ❤️😎🥰 Shout out to the Pratt Family! 🥰😎❤️

    So, when I saw that there’s an RTJ golf course in Prattville...yes, please!!

    It’s Monday (workday) so we booked an early tee time (7:10am!) on the Capitol Hill course - The Judge. And judge you it does. I think Donny & I lost 4 balls on the first 4 holes. 😕

    If it wasn’t so beautiful, I would’ve been hating life. But it was beautiful. Like a golfer’s Southern Disneyland. “Floating” island green. Raised boardwalk thru a Cyprus swamp, replete with branches dripping with Spanish moss. Lily pad-filled waterways, stalked by egrets and herons. Seriously, if a ghost had strolled out of the woods, I would’ve been “Yep, that fits.”

    We invited the older gentlemen, Johnny from Mississippi—teeing off at 7:20 to join us and he was a lovely Southern gentleman and darn good golfer.

    Happy Monday, y’all!
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    Christina Pratt

    Sis, If I would have been with you we would have saw the ghost ; )

    Caroline Edwards

    For realz

    Carol Pratt

    We’re there any frogs ? LOL

    Caroline Edwards

    Haven’t seen a single frog so far! Hallelujah!

    Lori Hansberry


  • Day9

    Golf at Ross Bridge

    October 18, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 75 °F

    Great course, beautiful afternoon, quite a few blind tee shots and sloping fairways, fast greens, but not so challenging that I couldn’t take 40 bucks off Donny.

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  • Day9

    Civil Rights

    October 18, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 64 °F

    Wonderful morning visiting the landmarks of the 1950’s and ‘60s Birmingham Civil Rights movement.

    I was simultaneously moved and horrified by the photo, art, and interpretive installations. The nonviolence of the people, marches, protests juxtaposed against the sheer brutality that met them was shocking.

    I can’t stop thinking about the courage it took... to protest knowing you’d likely be attacked by dogs, beaten, shot with high pressure water cannons, and jailed...and to send your children to, or be a child attending, a newly desegregated school only to be ostracized and threatened.

    And it wasn’t just “other” citizens and citizen groups doing this... it was the police, senators, and the governor of the state, not just blithely condoning through willful ignorance, but ACTIVELY planning and participating in these atrocities.

    It’s terrifying how similar our current racial and political environment is to that period of history. Or, perhaps more appropriately, it’s terrifying how little has changed...
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