Yesterday we had an excellent turnout at the Alumni and Friends Golf Tournament at the Victoria Golf Club. Golfers included 124 alumni, parents, staff and friends of the School who competed (with more humour than intensity) for various prizes. Noteworthy is that the foursome of David Angus, Board Chair, and his family, won the category of most honest golfers.
I happened to play with two boarding parents from Vancouver and a past parent and Board member. It was very impressive that right at the designated start time, a formation of the Snowbirds flew past us several times. I couldn’t claim that we had booked them to do so at that precise moment, but I didn’t disillusion anyone who thought so.
A little later, walking down the seventh fairway, which runs along the ocean, one of the parents in our foursome asked if we ever saw killer whales out here. I was able to reply that yes, I had twice seen killer whales off the point where the ninth hole makes its turn on the southeast corner of Vancouver Island. I waxed lyrical about the last occasion, a sunny and very quiet afternoon a couple of years ago, when I stood on the eighth tee with my wife, Joan, and my father, when a family of three killer whales had cavorted about fifty yards offshore for ten or fifteen minutes.
When our own foursome reached the eighth green, we were distracted from our rather unfocused efforts by some activity out on the water. Lo and behold – a family of three killer whales was passing eastward around the point, and on into Cadboro Bay, eventually. We watched them, enthralled, for about fifteen minutes.
When we got back to the golf, we did manage to birdie the hole.
Golf, the Snowbirds, killer whales – we couldn’t ask for more.