After a quick breakfast in the club house, Tommy set off with the best caddy his money could buy.

The video (click the image above) doesn’t do justice to the immense power of Tommy’s cack-handed swing. At the par 4 opener, he was nearly on the green with that shot.

We strolled up to the first green, still not near where Tommy’s shot landed.

He got in a bit of trouble on the 3rd. Perhaps his erstwhile caddy was giving bad advice.

Looking south from the 4th tee box, you can see again the accuracy of Irish weather reports.

And directly to the west, sailboats approach the breakwater.

After the 7th, I headed back in to the club house.