Days 2: Old MacDonald and Massage

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 Sing Along Now...

"Old MacDonald had a 6 course golf resort on the Oregon Coast,   E-I-E-I-O!  
And one of those golf courses is called Sheeps Ranch, E-I-E-I-O!  
With a Bah Bah here and a Ka-Ching Ka-Ching there, 
Here a Bah, there a Bah, everywhere a Ka-Ching Ka-Ching. 
Old MacDonald had a 6 course golf resort on the Oregon Coast, 
E-I-E-I-O!"


Brad definitely got in his steps today!  He played  the "Old MacDonald" course in the morning and the "Sheeps Ranch" course in the afternoon.  At Bandon Dunes, you HAVE to walk and you HAVE to hire a caddy.  So it's a work out and a bargain ;-)  Needless to say, by the time he got back to the room his feet, knees, back, and wrists hurt BAAHHHD!  (sorry...I couldn't resist).




I went to the "Massage Center" for a massage.  Ladies, this is a "Massage Center", NOT a spa!  I didn't quite understand the difference until I experienced it.  No robes.  No cucumber water.  No John Tesh music.  No lavendar or eucalyptus aromatherapy.  No sugar scrubs.  And I'm pretty sure it was Old MacDonald's wife who was the masseuse.  But, hey...I can't complain!  It was a MASSAGE!!  I took the long way back to the room through the beautiful trails on the property.  




We ended the day with an amazing dinner at The Forge, a fantastic steakhouse at the resort.  The absolute best wedge salad I've ever had!  And no, Brad did not have both of the martini's!  

Well, that's all for today folks...
E-I-E-I-O!

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