70 degrees, sunny and very windy.
Course was soaking wet. Dense rough and no roll or bounce. Greens were a touch slow and not especially smooth.
I had no game today. Nothing was working and I was getting pissed off. The capper was the last hole. We have "special markers" for our tournaments. The course had all their markers out too. Lots of markers. I teed it up at the Whites, and hit. Someone mentioned that I hit from the wrong tees, our group's tees were about 5 yards in front of the Whites. Sigh. 2 stroke penalty. It was a lot easier to swallow that penalty because of my score. If I had been looking at a score in the 70's, I might have chewed out the group for just standing there and letting me hit.