on carts. (or get the heck off of them to be precise)

Ahhh carts. The scourge of North American golf.

Unless you're getting up there in age (re: shortandsliced, which inspired this entry from his original post on Ottawa Golf discussion forum) or have a valid disability, I really don't understand the need for a cart from a golfer's perspective.

Don't get me wrong, I understand it from a revenue-generating perspective for the golf course owner, but from a golfer's perspective, what benefit are you gaining from a cart?

Will you be less-tired at the end of the round, and therefore be able to concentrate better and or put a better swing on the ball? Perhaps.

Will you get around the course faster? Certainly not. (Not unless you're playing a course where you have to drive miles between greens and tees. That reminds me, did anyone see the Masters in high-def? In high-def you could really see how close the tees are to the greens there - it's a bloody shame more designers don't employ this philosophy when building new courses.)

If you ride a cart and you play poorly, what solice can you take from the round? (Record-high beer intake isn't solice, that's alcoholism).

If you walk and you play poorly, at least you know you've stretched your legs.

My 78 year old father plays a very hilly course three times a week - and walks - so perhaps it's just in my blood.

Apologies for the rant, but I couldn't resist. Thought it quite funny that people were wondering how soon in the spring they could "get out and ride".