The Wandering Genealogist: Today's weather - well first, what time are you talking about?

It has never been more true than today - if you don't like the weather, just wait and it will change. Sorry for the late posting - I hope you didn't turn blue holding your breath.

For the most part, it was sunny and cool, well for a couple of the morning hours. The day dawned sunny and about 5C, or that was my guess. The predicted high was to reach 12C. Superb. In the sun it's always warmer. There wasn't much wind and at least that condition persisted all day long.

We were ready early and headed to Coollattin in case an earlier tee time was available. It was We extracted our clubs from the car, and put valuables and other essentials into the golf bags and put them on the trolley. That is a pushcart – smallish and had no frills - not even a cup holder. Our travel bags aren't large but they do have built-in wheels, making it just a bit iffy for balancing. Once settled we were good to go.

The sun was bright and as we walked along the first couple of fairways started shedding layers of jackets. Once we had the right number of layers for the temperature, the sun went in. Time to put on another layer. Oops - sunny again, and so it went.

The front nine at Coollattin is a wee bit hilly but quite a nice walk with no real sweat and very few long uphill slogs. Neither of us encountered any terrible issues with the Par 3 inside the walled garden. [Check out hole number 5 on the Coollattin golf club website.] If you watch the flyover video, inside that walled area the large sand trap has been filled in making it a much friendlier hole. We both struggled with the speed of putts. I had a bogey, on that hole and was very happy.

My streak of good hits seems to be continuing and I'm hoping that lasts. Overall things went well on the first 10 holes - we weren't too fussed about the bad putting. It takes a long time to adjust to really slow greens and there were a lot of very close calls.

When we were about to tee off on #11, not having come close to the clubhouse we hadn't seen any "comfort stations" along the course. And at that point, I needed one – soon. We were only a couple of hundred yards from the clubhouse so I made the round trip. It was about the same distance as walking 2 Par 4's. Then I sat for about 2 minutes before I was ready to attack #11, and off we went. Still on foot. Dumb! I had the chance to get a buggy (power cart) during the comfort stop but I figured the walk would be good.

Now it's not Mount Everest, but uphill and down dale and not a par 3 until the very last hole, which was flat. I had skipped #12 and #13 to make up for the trot to and from the clubhouse. They were very long and very up and down and the view was lovely from the bench at 1#4 where I waited for Pat.

The weather was lovely but the bar was closed when we finished so we returned to the cottage for the post-game refreshments.

An evening at Ann and Tom's was planned so we got ready and as we were about to leave and suddenly thought we had been spirited back home. It wasn't snow - but it was a mighty pounding of hail. Fortunately, it was not big enough to damage Oliver's car.

We set out for Craanford when we thought the hail had stopped and were only briefly treated to another round of the pellets. Roads around here were absolutely running with streams of water but by the time we passed through Carnew they'd had not a single drop of precip.

A lovely evening was spent with Ann and Tom, Catherine, Laura and Mairead. Little Kate shared her Easter chocolate with us. I'm sure when I was five I would not have shared a single bite.

And here are some photos from the day.