Nothing like seeing your name on the leaderboard
What an amazing rollercoaster couple of days at the NZ Open.
I was just fizzing to play my country's national open - one round at Millbrook and another at The Hills.
I was coming off good form from the Lawn Master and I just wanted to get into it.
I was drawn to play round one at Millbrook. I started d a bit shaky being one over par after six holes.
A few left balls were creeping in with the driver, but once I settled my nerves with a wedge birdie on the seventh I was away.
I hit a great stretch of birdies on 10, 11, 12 and just missed another on 13.
Then I made up and down for par from 127m on 14 to keep my momentum going strong.
I lipped out on 16 for birdie in front of a supportive crowd and set myself up for birdies, but failed to convert on 17 and 18.
I went into the clubhouse one behind the lead, which was very exciting.
I was thrilled at how comfortable I was out there and how easily it came once I settled down into my game.
And with a couple putts lipping out it so easily could have been much better.
Round two was a different story.
Starting with a three putt on the 10th hole, I went on to miss a short putt on 11 and had to chip sideways on 12 which made for three quick bogies. Then the weather hit me on 13 and I was left battling the elements.
I continued to spiral downwards until I had a long talk to myself and decided this wasn't how I was going to bow out of the NZ Open.
I fought back hard from seven over par through nine holes to rattle off four birdies on the second nine.
I finished on six over par missing the cut, but I was so happy I bowed out on good terms.
Later that night I was doing my stats and I tallied up 81, not an 80.
So I compared my hole scores on the internet to my own stats and realised one stroke had been missed out.
I was in line to win the Bledisloe Cup for leading amateur, but knowing this information I rang up and disqualified myself for signing an incorrect scorecard.
It's a hard lesson to learn, and I will only let that happen the once.
But there is no way I could accept a trophy with this knowledge - my morals wouldn't let me.
So I take that as a valuable lesson. Although people keep asking me what happened on my bad nine, I still see the three great nines I played. You can't take away that thrill of being on the leaderboard after round one.
I thank everyone after this event in particular for all the great support I received.
My caddie (Julian Morris) and I felt all the love after round one and that was such a thrill.
Now I head to Melbourne for the Riversdale Cup, an event in which I expect to continue my good start to this year.
Southland golfer Vaughan McCall is one of New Zealand's leading amateurs.