Hit over the Carmel River, to the green, 195 to the green Hit it straight but couldn’t see where it landed. Crossed the bridge, looked everywhere for the ball and couldn’t find it. My golf partner and I looked at each other, “you go first” I told him pointing to the hole. He walked slowly to the hole, looked down, made a face, reached down, picked it up out the hole, and laughed, “this is the first place you should have looked!”