Even by the normally frenetic Vagabond Golfer standards, this latest foray to the Northeast was supercharged. My travel-to-golf pace generally falls between intense and insane, but July’s day-to-day was unsurpassed in my personal annals for the combination of quantity and quality. 25 separate rounds, not a repeat course among them, in less than four weeks time. If not for a single rainout and then another day with car trouble, I would have added two more rounds, and thusly pitched the VG’s equivalent of a perfect game: 27 rounds in 27 days. Even better - a dozen of the 25 rounds were ...