The sun was still smouldering in the western sky when we rolled into the RV park at the Golden Golf Club. I carefully backed our little trailer into site No. 6, scarfed down a couple of doughnuts (dinner of champions), and in minutes I was waggling a driver on the first tee. Three hours later in the waning light — the course record still very much intact — I cracked a cold one by the fire pit, bored my wife with a wonderful re-enactment of my incredible par save on hole 17, and watched the stars ignite in the darkening sky. Ah, yes, golf and RVing; it’s a match made in heaven. Read More