After a cooler summer, we sure are reaping the rewards with recent warm weather and incredible course conditions.  The BOYNE courses on a whole are as good as they have been in a very long time and are just gearing up for a fireworks display in the trees with the upcoming color tour season.  Plus, Room and Round packages this fall are an even par $72 for the rest of the season!  Check out the best of Fall Golf at BOYNE!  See ya on the turf!
Jeff

The second round in the BOYNE Cup featured some classic match ups from our pros and interns!  Here are the results!

Ryan Thompson advances over Mike Fay

Tristan Pitts defeats Austin Pieters

Gaetan Biane over Charlie Henninger

Casey Powers trumped Dan Turcott

Mike Kollett clipped Steve Niezgoda

Ryan Tubbs ousted Gary Day

Brian O'Neill moves on over Ryan Brown

Brad Wancket took down Dave McWorter

Welcome to the longest days of the year. There’s no better time to enjoy 36.
Is there anything better?  Maybe 54.  All this daylight makes it possible AND, if you’re hip to this little secret you just might have enough in the tank to go for it.

Secret, you say?

Yep.
 
Well, not really, but since so few people do this it seems like a secret.

The secret is shoes. 
A pair that fits great is good.  Two pair that fit great are better.
The second pair is the key to hitting round two and beyond feeling fresh and revived. After 18 holes, cool clean socks and fresh shoes are as invigorating as a shower.

You don’t have to break the bank. Boyne Country Sports has closeouts on high-end, fully waterproof models running from $49.99.  If you aren’t near a store, you can order men's or ladies' from our online partner SkiGolf.com. They’ll ship them to you for free.

So take care of those ponies. Your playing partners will find you annoyingly chipper when you tee up for the afternoon round- provided that they survive the olfactory assault when you change.

If you’re going for 54, just repeat the process, or put on your morning pair after they've had a chance to breathe for a few hours. The difference is pure magic.

-JJ

If you aren’t living HD yet you’d better get a move on before you miss the show.
For many, that means weekends of bonding with HD TVs. Football season is in high-gear and that means HDTV at its’ best.
But it doesn’t come close to this.

This is High Definition Living brought to you by BOYNE.  It’s full of life-defining moments and the picture is so crisp and clear, it’s like your right there…because YOU ARE.

Now showing: Fireworks in Slow Mo
It’s that time for our annual spectacle of the spectrum.  Step right up ladies and gentlemen. A colossal collision of color awaits.
The world is turning…orange and gold. Erupting in Reds and yellows.
Boom.
Ahhh!

Kapow.
OOOHHH!

Trade in that trusty recliner for the best seat in the house- a chairlift seat.
How about that 360 degrees of vision and an immersive sound system?

Too “Type A” for slow mo?
Try an early morning run or strap on a helmet and blur all the colors together as you tear down the bike paths and trails.
 
Do I even need to mention the golf?
The turf grass is talking. If you listen, it will gush in cool greens. It's all a little greener, especially when set against a raging inferno of color. And remember, this is HD LIVING.  You can reach down and touch it, but please replace your divots.

Unfortunately, you can’t set TiVo to record this for you while you waste time doing other things.
This season is brief and there are no reruns.  You might want to tune in quick.

-JJ

Paranoia
pahr•a•noi•a        [pahr-uh-noi-uh]
-NOUN
Irrational fear that you have been shooting waaaay too many pars in a row and that bad things are about to happen.  Victims of this affliction should be careful to not cause other members of their group to become Par Annoyed. (see below)

Par Annoyed
Pahr•a•noid         [pahr-uh-noid]
-NOUN
The state of agitation brought on by friends complaints about their bad luck missing birdie putts and getting easy pars – while you are carding hard-fought bogies.

I suffered a case of paranoia at the eighteenth tee Sunday morning after my "buddy" tallied up the numbers and said,
"WOW! If you get through this hole o.k. and you're gonna have a sweet score."

Hook, dub, lost, drop, three-jack. Par 5 turned 8. Thanks Dave. I'm still trying to find the perfect word to describe how I feel about that.

-JJ

Take the “uh" out of putting.
Do not putt the ball.  Put the ball.

Start pooting.  Just like you put your clubs in your bag. Put your faith in your ability.
If you don’t become a put-er you will be just another putterer.

Here’s how:
Determine direction. Decide on distance. Do.
No second guessing. 
No “uh”.

That is all for today grasshopper.

-JJ

 

Golfers know about lateral hazards and water hazards, but there is one hazard even more irksome and painful-
the spruce tree. 

They stand like vertical water columns reaching up to grab an errant shot.  Miss into one and odds are the ball won’t come out. Unless you’re sporting plate mail you probably won’t be going in after it and now you’re down a stroke and a ball. Either way, that hurts.

If you have a Navy Seal mentality about golf balls and “Never Leave Your Own Behind”, prepare to bleed for your convictions. These things are toothy critters.

Trust me on that one…and try not to overshoot your tee shot on 18 Alpine.

-JJ

Is your glass half empty of half full? That depends on whether or not you’re watching it evaporate or you’re drinking it up with plans to belly back up for more.

Usually at the high point of summer I put on my golf lid and think about my mid-winter resolutions to play more, better, more, more, more golf.  I’m not quite living up to my pre-season expectations. Yes, the days are gloriously long, but they’re already slipping away two minutes at a time.  It's like the nightmare I used to have that school was starting the next day and I had somehow missed all of summer vacation. That thought puts the urgency back in the equation.  Time to book a tee time, lesson and hit the links. Time keeps on slippin.

On the other hand-
As a skier I know that THE DREAM will arrive soon.  It usually hits me around August.  A dream of skiing a perfect run with a couple great friends. We're weightlessly sailing over cat tracks and carving Super-G arks across snow that the rest of the world is oblivious to. Some dreams are too weird to make much of.  Others are so tangible that you wake up with aching quads and feet relieved to be fresh-out of ski boots.  In this dream the memory of firmly flexing skis is as palpable and indescribable as the “mush” of a golf ball turned jelly by a perfectly smoothed 6 iron.  Chills baby. Chills!

O.k back to reality.
Skiers- there’s more good stuff on tap this season.  Boyne is taking big steps to ensure that your cup runneth over.
Take a look at this pic from the top of Boyne Mountain:

How sweet is that?  I don't want to get too techichal, but from what they tell me More Pipes= More Water= More Snow. 

As you can see, snowmaking means hard work in the summer too.
It sure can't be cheap when you compare this to plumbing, say, your bathroom.

Just a reminder that Uncle BOYNE loves you skiers and isn't afraid to reach into his wallet to keep you smiling-even in the summer.
Put that under your pillow and sleep on it for a month or two and maybe you’ll have THE DREAM too. If you do, look out for the giggling freak airing it out over the cat tracks.

Golfers- don’t let that dream take your eyes off the ball.
Time keeps on slippin, slippin slippin.
Tick tock tick doo doo doo do.

-JJ