A weather-beaten, traffic-starved, 40-something teacher/Bingo-caller moves from Ulukhaktok (Holman), NT, to Vancouver in search of new adventures, further enlightenment, trees, and restaurants that serve tofu.
Being a complete golf ignoramus, I honestly had no idea what the "drop zone" was, and why there were these signs everywhere. So of course, the first thing that sprung to mind was...