Robby

Crossroads of America

Oh Indiana. This one actually took me 2 trips to this state. The elusive birdie was finally captured at the Pete Dye Course at French Lick. The par 3 13th hole was playing 130 yards this day. I hit a solid 3 quarter 9 iron. It hopped once and stopped 1 foot to the left of the pin. This was during the stretch of ’22 when my hip was really bothering me. The frustration of not hitting the ball well and pain caused by swing was weighing me down. So it felt so good to get this one accomplished.