Opinion: Which Golf Cart Battery Brand is the Best?

Battery last longer now than before, however, you're possibly going to capitalize on it if you get the most elevated quality product available. That is what this guide is about: here you will learn how to identify a good battery, longest-lasting batteries, and you'll also learn tips for purchasers like you and also information on the most proficient method to extend battery life.

What is the best golf truck battery brand to buy?           

In the event that you have ever needed to replace your golf truck batteries, then we are certain you have asked your local vendor "Which golf truck battery brand is the best?” Curiously, you can talk to every vendor in the region, and they will all have their own assessment. Best golf cart side mirrors.For the most part, their opinion may lean towards which battery yields them the best profit, but not generally. Be that as it may, battery preference is normally opinion based and is characterized by their very own unique encounters with various brands. In the end, battery performance is not always a great criteria for determining if a battery is the best brand available.

Is it the batteries or something else?

When it comes to batteries, typically a bad experience with one brand or another will lead you to never trust that brand again. With batteries though, there are lots of other considerations. Best golf cart battery charger.The number one cause of batteries going bad is poor maintenance. They must be maintained monthly and they also need to be regularly charged. Another issue could be the charger. Nowadays, we have smart chargers designed to charge based off an algorithm, but since so many batteries need to be charged differently if you replace batteries with a different brand, then sometimes the algorithm needs to be changed to charge the batteries differently. With an improper algorithm, batteries could either get charged too much or too little affecting their life long performance.

Batteries to Stay Away From

“To good to be true” is typically a good sign of caution when purchasing batteries. The batteries found at Costco and Sam’s Club are generically cheap and are appealing, however, overall in the long haul, they will cost you more than a good set of batteries. Also, be sure to check the stamp date on the batteries. Batteries are like produce and the newer and fresher they are, the better performing over time they will be. A good number of awesome golf cart batteries can be found here.

So there it is. Our overall thoughts on batteries and pieces of advice and wisdom to help guide you through your decision-making process. As earlier mentioned in this article, battery performance is not always a great criteria for determining if a battery is the best brand available. Let us know if you have any questions, and we will do our best to answer.

Have knowledge you would like to share? We would love to hear your favorite golf cart battery brands in the comments below.

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What happens if you smoke bad weed?

Posted on May 15, 2019 in Travel | 0 comments

There are such a large number of things that are probably going to happen when you take awful weed. However, there might be variety starting with one specific individual then onto the next and variety here relies upon how you have settled on your decision to make the most of your weed. As such, there are various regular things that numerous individuals have announced inclination when experiencing what they would portray as a terrible weed. Smoke bad weed and have a bad trip?. One of these regular attributes is the mix of a pale face and temples filled with perspiration, a shortness of breath, and a desensitized face (Tashkin et al, 2013). At whatever point these 3 things together are experienced, it can infuse a presence of mind of dread yet it's significant to try and remain cool and know the reason you are feeling that specific way. Be that as it may, another straightforward sign is the agony of the stomach and sickness which can offer approach to heaving in spite of the fact that you are probably not going to hurl on the off chance that you can attempt to remain quiet. This is just in light of the fact that our stomachs have association with our sensory system and our mental feelings and sentiments can be changed into physical ones in the event that we have center around them to an extreme and furthermore feel froze.

Bad reaction to weed

A deadly measurement on cannabis is improbable, however it doesn't imply that weed isn't unsafe. The indications of utilizing a lot of weed are the equivalent to the run of the mill impacts of utilizing cannabis yet progressively extreme (Meier, 2012). These side effects comprise of absolute perplexity, dread, tension, suspicion, a dry hack, wheezing, sore or irritated throat, blockage, bothersome eyes, watery eyes, a runny nose, quick pulse, pipedreams, hypertension, and genuine queasiness or regurgitating (Fried et al, 1998). In such a significant number of cases, these responses can offer approach to damage inadvertently, for example, an engine mishap, serious fall, less than ideal passing on account of heedlessness or harming. Pointless utilizing weed can likewise prompt contact dermatitis, a skin infection that can have the accompanying signs: hives, irritation, red rankles of the palm, dry skin, provocative of the skin (El Marroun et al, 2011).

Bad experience with weed

In a strange way, I lost ability to read a compass. I was not feeling myself model like a few things I completed ten minutes back appeared a long stretch of time prior. I couldn't keep up any particle of value relational abilities like a rational human; I was feeling like each sentence talked about was hours back. Clearly, I would not extinguish moving around erratically. It was additionally feeling extremely absent minded each passing second, however I was awakening more regularly than previously, again and again, from a fantasy inside a fantasy, inside one more dream. At a point I began having the emotions staggeringly woozy and needed to make situate accessible for myself yet the circumstance appears somewhat quiet after plunking down. We were at an open spot, and strolling back up to my room was a tough errand. At first, my mind was feeling detached from my prime body, despite the fact that not really gravely. When we figured out how to get back up to my loft, however, the issue was entirely unexpected. I began feeling suddenly mixed up. It was uneasy to stand up, so I sat on my bed as yet shuddering. Glancing around, it felt like the world wasn't three-dimensional any longer. Or then again, rather, the room was in movement.

Bridge at Burnsall

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Riding the route – Le Tour, Yorkshire

Posted on Jun 14, 2014 in Bikes, Business, Money | 0 comments

This is about cycling, but it’s also about insurance, a subject that until now I haven’t thought a lot about.

I haven’t seen Suzy in a while as she has been away working but she promised ages ago that we’d go up into Yorkshire to ride some of the route of Le Tour, and sure enough this week she honoured the promise.

It was both wonderful and oh so hard!

Anyway the business side of the post came because of two insurance issues we tackled before we were able to set off.

Suzy arranged to borrow a friend’s car to take us up to just north of Skipton to a pub called The Devonshire Fell. It was a really nice big BMW luxury Landrover type thing and we only had to take the front wheels off our bikes to get them in. But we had to buy a short term insurance policy for it and I was surprised when Suzy printed and read all the terms and conditions.

She insisted to me that it was vital, and that she’d just upgraded her home contents insurance to take account of her new bike which will have cost her a heck of a lot (like more than two grand). Suzy explained that not having the right insurance is almost as bad as having none. If something happens and you need to make a claim you will have enough to worry about anyway, you won’t want to be worrying if the insurer is going to pay out or not.

I had a look online when I got to the hotel just now and found a good piece on the Express site that explains clearly how an insurer would be within their right not to pay up when you have been stupid yourself. It talks about things like leaving the sat nat on the car seat, or, like Suzy, when you buy something new and expensive, you forget to let your insurer know.

It was all an education for me, but then my only processions that I care about are my bike and my iPad. Perhaps I should think about insuring them?

She’s finished in the shower now. I need to have one then we’re going down for a drink before dinner. It all feels so grown up – here’s the view from our window…

From The Devonshire Fell

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Posted on Jun 8, 2014 in Friends, Travel | 0 comments

I’ve loosely given this post the category of Travel – I don’t really consider a trip over to Huddersfield to be travel, but it certainly isn’t going to be about sex or fashion. Have you been to Huddersfield?

It’s a curious place and one that with a (very) careful tour you could convince someone that it’s rather attractive. Tonight we wandered along the canal side, with willows drooping their length branches into the water, where fishermen sat, rather optimistically, in the shade.

We ate a great curry – I just wish I had paid any attention at all to the name of the place, I’d write them a glowing Tripadvisor review. The service was good and the food excellent, the nan breads were as good as nanna’s and that’s saying a lot. I find that English Indians tend to coat everything in so much butter or ghee as if every Englishman wanted a fat little belly like an Indian, but nanna’s are always much more dry.

Actually saying about fat Brits, blimey there are some fat school kids in this town, I find that quite depressing. If they’re fat when they are only pre-teens what hope is there of ever being thing again?

We’re staying in a Travelodge, sharing a big bed, but no hanky panky. I’m with Charleene, she’s tall, gorgeous, and somehow always smells amazing, even at the end of the day. She’s black too and has oodles of mystique. But she’s not warm to my touch and she’s too valuable as a friend to risk anything. I’m properly tuned in these days and it avoids any embarrassing situations.

Charlene was visiting an old aunt of hers and wanted me to come along to take her out afterwards.

I’m always game!

Anyway, she’s just finished in the shower, my turn, then we’re off out to find some drinking.

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Still waiting to ride the O

Posted on Jun 1, 2014 in Bikes | 0 comments

It feels like an age since I took on the Orange P7 from Colin’s dad, but I still haven’t ridden it.

I came so close, but as soon as I sat on my new charge saddle it tipped back, the happening wasn’t serious, but it was pretty damn surprising. I didn’t quite fall off.

Trying to tighten it up didn’t work. The knurls (is that the right word?) that hold the two bits of the seat post together must have worn away because I couldn’t make it grip.

I’ve now left it in The Bike Shed, the shop at the end of the road, where they’ll get me a new post.

All in all it will end up costing me as much as a reasonable new bike, but no new bike is ever likely to be as cool as the P7 will be.



I’ll pick it up next week and then I need to get myself fit as there is talk of the girl’s cycling club going out to Coed Y Brennin – no idea if that is spelt right, but it’s the big mountain bike trail out in north Wales. One of the girls has a house out there where we’ll all stay, and then ride the few miles to the centre.

Right now just riding up the hill to her house would do me in completely, and I’m the youngest of the girls so I can’t let them trash me. I’ve been giving it hell around Manchester on my Plug, but you have to ride a long way to get to any hills around here.

It’s funny how a lot of girl cyclists blame their big arses on their miles in the saddle, my little arse is as tight as a bun, and I’m very proud of it – shame lycra isn’t my thing really.

Oops – sorry just a little self indulgent digression there.

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The Dude

Posted on May 19, 2014 in Friends | 0 comments

It was strange having a guy stay, let alone one who came encumbered with some other guy’s dog.

The dog (Bess, even though he’s a boy) and I became besser mates, I could get him to do all sorts, including sitting from a distance. This endeared me too him massively and I was disappointed when they both left this morning, even to see The Dude off, though Saturday night became a bit uncomfortable.

He was so sweet, and actually asked if he could kiss me. I had been expecting him to just try it on and that was so gentle of him that I almost said yes. But then I crushed the poor fellow by telling him that I am a lesbian and in love with Suzy (OK, slight exaggeration these, but almost true). I told him that I’m happy to be good friends, see each other, share the same duvet while sleeping, or watching TV on the floor, but it isn’t going to go any further.

On Saturday night he was crestfallen, but yesterday he seemed to just shrug it off and we had a top day walking along the canal into Manchester, then into the Northern Quarter and drinking super strong coffee in the covered bit outside of Northern Tea Power, talking everything from old rock music to the appalling state of British politics.


I had said that I couldn’t be arsed to vote and he gave me a royal telling off for that. He said it was like bending over with my pants down saying “Fuck me then”. He said it was giving in and letting them of anything they wanted. And he was so animated I took it to heart, and promised that I’d even vote in the European elections – best do that then.

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The joy of dogs

Posted on May 17, 2014 in Family, Friends | 0 comments

I’ve had a funny old Saturday so far, but I’m massively enjoying it.

My mate The Dude has come down from Newcastle for the weekend, but he has also brought his mate’s dog!

I quite like The Dude, and I quite like dogs, so this should be an ideal combination. He drove us out to Knutsford today so that we could walk through the lovely grounds of Tatton Park.

That was funny straight off because The Dude, yes I really do call him that, has no sense of style whatsoever. He would wear exactly the same thing every day given the choice, he looks a bit gothic/rock in a very 80s student kind of way. But Knutsford is one of the richest bits around Manchester and the whole town seems to be just estate agents, expensive restaurants and very very expensive kitchen shops.

The Dude noticed none of this!

He even walked past a showroom selling McLaren cars and didn’t pass comment. I’m a girl, I don’t care much about cars, and yet I still felt a shiver of excitement at being just a couple of metres away from a car that costs more than I’m likely to earn in my whole life!

The dog loved the park and it ran after its ball tirelessly for a couple of hours, including swimming for it in the lake, and even ignoring the ducks in favour of the ball. It left me thinking how much I’d like a dog and I started to ask The Dude about it, but that’s when I found out the dog is his mate’s, but that he has been looking after it for a few weeks now and has grown to like it, even though he hates having to pick up its poo.

We didn’t see these formal gardens, although we did see the house in the distance. But look at the photo and you can see the lake in the distance.



The Dude was well impressed with my love of Eminem, although I think he was hoping to get off with me so I had to put him straight – he’s a lovely guy, but he’s not what occupies my mind, or tingles my bits.

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