With half the party en route to France and the remaining grandchild enjoying a Safari at Blair Drummond the junior son-in-law and Huttonian were free to play golf at Killin. (Images to follow once the jsil has done his stuff) Killin is short and picturesque. Wild woods and rushing rivers beckon the ball beguilingly. The standard of golf is refreshingly low and quite dangerous with a number of 'blind' holes. Only on one is there a bell half way up the fairway and over two blind summits to inform the people behind you that once struck it is safe (at least for those in front) for you to play your shot towards a peak crowned with a wooden marker. Trees crowd in from both sides'
Send not out to ask for whom the Bell Tolls.
It tolls for thee, and for the new ball
you are about to play.
Unwisely ( Attrib:School of John Donne)
The 10th (medal tee) has a spctacular drive over the Lochay river. You have to carry the water to reach the fairway.
It is actually not compulsory. But it makes the second shot a bit easie;.
If you do.
