A New Course


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The wife and I decided to try out a new course this past week called Hickory Hill. We had to check maps and newspaper articles to figure out where it was and the best route to travel to get there. It is located about 30 minutes from where we live and the directions were not all that complicated although I missed the entrance and had to back track.

Once we were in the lot we had to find the pro shop as the "real" pro shop is still under construction. The temporary shop is a little 12 ft. by 8 ft. hut and offered no amenities other than a person sitting by a cash box to take your money and hand out score cards and keys. This was a cash only operation and I was told once the "real" pro shop was complete they would allow credit cards. Luckily I had enough cash on me and soon we were off on a great adventure.

Did I say great adventure? Perhaps wild water safari is a better choice. The first hole is supposed to be dry as it runs along the driving range. If you lose sight of your own ball, you will be checking a lot of errant range balls that cleared the 60 ft. high fence. Once I found my ball (why do we always start looking for our ball about 40 yards beyond where it rests?) I was able to put my second shot on the fringe and two-putted for a bogie on this par 3. I said this hole was supposed to be dry but there was standing water everywhere; either the drainage is poor on this farmland (it's been a wet week) or the architect did not do a proper job in the layout. If you have ever seen the Sunday comic strip of Family Circle you are familiar with the dotted line that shows where Billy has traveled through the neighborhood. The tracks our cart left greatly resemble one of Billy's adventures. This zigzag, crisscross pattern continued throughout the nine holes we played.

There are two water holes on the front nine (numbers 2 and 5) and none on the back nine. Both of the water holes are short par threes but there is something about water that makes me want to give a gift to Neptune. He must be pleased as I donated at both of the water holes when I am very capable of landing on the green at that distance. My buddies in Alaska used to tell me not to get psyched out but that only makes matters worse. I used to laugh that if someone spit in the fairway my ball would find the spot. Practically every time there was standing water I would find it. Although I got relief from the standing water I sometimes had to drive to adjacent fairways to find dry ground for the cart.

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2.   May 19, 2004 10:46 PM
In response to message posted by Tom:

There were plenty of ruts where the standing water had moved from one low spot to a new lower spot. ...

-- posted by rubell


1.   May 19, 2004 4:20 PM
Lol, that sounded like quite an adventure Russ! Within five or six weeks it may be so dry that the cracks in the ground will swallow up your golf balls..... ...

-- posted by Tom





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