Mill Run, near Uxbridge, Ontario

Happy (belated) Thanksgiving to all! The temperatures made it seem more like Canada Day than Thanksgiving!

I competed in the 10th or 11th staging of the Peace Street Classic golf tournament yesterday. It's a prestigious event, an invitational tournament restricted to only the highest calibre of poor golfers.

To qualify you must:
- have grown up (or atleast aged) on Peace Street in Cannington, Ontario
- said growing (or merely aging) must have occured between 1965 and 1985
- your initials must be JB or SS
- you must have spent countless hours playing road hockey or riding your bike up and down Peace Street
- you must have spent even more hours playing minor hockey through the winter (and fall and spring) in the local barn-like arena (still standing)

Jeff, the JB in the group, lives in the Newmarket area now and has but one tie left to Cannington. His paternal grandmother resides in the local nursing home. The family home, located a three-quarter lob wedge north of my childhood home, was sold a few years ago. His mother is in Lindsay.

We meet a few times each year and compete in match play for the coveted hardware. Oh yes, there is hardware, and it is coveted!

Yesterday was my first victory since the coveted hardware was established. I didn't play all that well. Jeff just struggled a little more than normal.

We played in a beautiful fall setting just west of Uxbridge, Ontario. The course was Mill Run. I believe you can find it at golfmillrun.com or .ca. We played the Wheel nine and the Grind nine.

The leaves were a beautiful colour. The elevation changes made for wonderful vistas, especially on the par-5 15th on the Grind nine, a hole I birdied.

Our 10th hole, number 1 on the Grind nine, is a fun, short par-4 with a tough green backed by an amazing patch of Sumac.

The leaves were amazing colours. Of course, perhaps I'm biased. I love Sumac!