Something interesting happened today. There's a par-4 with an elevated tee and you can't see much of the fairway before the 100-metre marker. One player from the group hit a bad tee shot that didn't clear the forced carry onto the fairway and we had a bit of searching to do. So I just give my ClicGear a bit of a push for it to roll close to the 100-metre marker for the group behind us to see.
After the push I start walking back to help with the search. But as I check where my cart's going, it keeps rolling at a slow pace and turning slightly right. We joke about how well it's rolling and about it not stopping but it doesn't look like I'd need to react to it in any way. Then it starts to gain a bit more speed and starts to look a bit worrying. A couple of seconds later it gets very worrying knowing there's a big ditch right where it's heading. I take off running as fast as I can but couldn't catch the cart in time. The cart dives head first into the ditch, rolls over and comes to rest on its side in between two big rocks with everything from the console flying all over the place. I had to unstrap the bag to get my stuff out of the ditch. Luckily the cart and the Tour Cart bag took the brunt of the hit and nothing broke. The cart itself, the bag, phone, the rangefinder which flew from the console, all were fine, no dings on the irons, no dirt on the headcovers. Only one side and the front of the bag got a clay coating.
The cart travelled about a hundred metres on its own and very slowly for the most part so there was plenty of time to joke about it and not even think about it not coming to a stop in no time. But with very little grass to slow it down it this time of the year, the very gentle downhill was all it needed.
As for playing the game, it was one of my best driving days I can remember, effortless, easy, long and pretty straight. But when that happens, I have to fight the hooks with my irons.