Golf is supposed to be a relaxing way to unwind after work, but sometimes, the universe has other plans. What started as a casual round at Hillview Golf Club quickly turned into a comedy of errors, featuring mysterious figures, falling out of the golf cart, rogue sprinklers, looking for balls that clearly will never be found and golf carts that refused to cooperate.
The Perfect Start
The evening began like any other post-work golf session—cool air, golden sunset, and the promise of a stress-free round. Hillview Golf Club, nestled in Maida Vale, WA, is known for its challenging 27-hole layout and scenic views. We teed off with high hopes, ready to shake off the workday with some solid swings, from some of us.
We where very excited about doing 9 -holes as it was getting late, but summer was in the air and the Christmas Holidays fast approaching.
The Mystery Man Appears
Somewhere around the 7th hole, things took a turn. Out of nowhere, a figure emerged in a golf cart in the middle of the fairway, yelling and shaking his fists with purpose—but we could not understand him and he was in the way. Was he a lost golfer? A groundskeeper? A ghost of bad rounds past? We had no idea.
Running through the mist like confused marathoners, we scrambled to get to the carts—our only hope of escape.
The Sprinkler Ambush
Just as we thought we had escaped the yelling pursuer, the sprinklers erupted. One by one, they sprang to life, soaking everything in sight. Fairways turned into water hazards, we put the petal to the metal but were getting nowhere fast.
✔ Pressing the pedal really hard? Nothing.
✔ Trying to reverse? Still nothing.
✔ Yelling at the carts? Surprisingly ineffective.
As we crawled toward safety, the mystery man watched from a distance, probably wondering why a group of grown adults was fleeing at 5 km/h, and wanting us to go home.
Final Thoughts
Hillview Golf Club is a fantastic place to play, but sometimes, the unexpected makes for the best stories. Between the not so silent stranger, rogue sprinklers, and painfully slow carts, our evening round turned into a legendary adventure—one we’ll never forget.
I almost forgot to mention, my friend fell out of the golf cart in slow motion while trying to collect his ball from the ground. We laughed for a good 5mins about that one, and the next day.