After two weeks and 5 days in Blantyre, Kate and I thought it would be a good idea to get some use out of our 5th checked bag, my golf clubs. We had a driver pick us up at 10:30 on Saturday and take us to the Blantyre Sports Club, complete with a pool, restaurant, soccer field, tennis and squash courts, and of course a nine-hole golf course. The course was in very good shape with well kept greens and decent fairways, much like the blue course at Haines Point in DC.
The weather was perfect, and I played alone, with Kate as a spectator and fan, and Den, our caddy for the day. On the seventh tee box, Kate and Den were standing about half way down the fairway and I am standing over the bowl about the tee off. Right before I take my backswing, Kate says, very calmly, “Sandy” and points behind me. I turn around and there is a monkey, about three feet tall, standing less than 5 feet from me… Scared me to death! I jumped 16 feet in the air and shouted a startled expletive. He was close enough that I could have hit him with my backswing. ..
I look over to the woods, and see that there are about 15 monkeys hanging out nearby. I don’t know how I didn’t notice them earlier. Kate said the one monkey bounded out of the trees and right up to the tee box as if he was going to evaluate my swing or track my drive. Kate came back to the tee box to get some pictures, but unfortunately the monkey went back into the woods before she could get a good picture of him. I guess he saw her coming and decided that she could be the one to track my ball after I hit it. I got a double bogey on that hole, but I blame it on the distraction. I’m sure the monkeys were unimpressed as there was no clapping from the gallery.