Hemp Help

When I first started getting semi-serious about playing golf, I was a fairly regular user of marijuana.  It wasn’t a matter of having to light up first thing in the morning, and I certainly never smoked while in my workplace (I was an IT professional for over 35 years), but I found it to be a better way to unwind after work than drinking a lot of beer. This, of course, was before I discovered the joys of fine wine, single malt scotch, and craft cocktails.

Anyway, as an annual reminder that cannabis and golf can be a strange mixture, a group of us would hold a season ending tournament at the now-defunct Whippernon Golf Club in Russell, MA called the Greater Marijuana Open (“GMO” for short). The “Whip,” as we fondly called it, was a 9-hole, par 34 goat hill that rarely received much play and was the perfect venue for our shenanigans.

The format of the GMO was simple – 4 man scramble teams, and each team member was given a blunt that he was required to smoke over the course of the round (roaches were to be submitted to the Rules Committee at the end of the round as evidence of consumption). The low score would be declared the winning team, and we would all repair to someone’s home to relieve our munchies.

At some point, I (mostly) gave up pot, but continued to feed my golf habit. I suppose I made the right choice, although some days I wonder.


As legalization has begun to spread around the country, more attention has been paid to the medicinal benefits of cannabis. While there is plenty of debate in the medical world about the validity of such advances, there has been plenty of anecdotal evidence of joint pain relief and stress reduction through the intake of CBD, which is the non-intoxicating element of marijuana.

CBD in its pure form has been cleared by the International Olympic Committee as a non-performance enhancing substance and has caught the attention of some professional golfers. Scott McCarron, who has had some success on the Champions Tour, signed an endorsement deal and became an investor in a CBD manufacturer, and Bubba Watson recently announced that he was doing the same. “It was a no-brainer,” claimed Watson, which, given to whom we are referencing, seemed to fit.

[There was some speculation that the gum that Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson was chewing during the Masters might be a CBD product. In fact, Golf Gum, while manufactured in cannabis friendly Colorado,  contains caffeine and vitamin B-12 – sort of a chewable 5-hour Energy Drink – but no CBD]

Anyway – I’ve had my share of back pain issues, and recently developed plantar fasciitis in my right foot. I had been taking Tramadol prior to playing a round of golf; while it provided relief, I didn’t like its side effects – plus being an opioid, it can’t be the healthiest remedy.

So I’ve started using CBD lozenges prior to playing, and the results have been promising. Both my back and foot have held up well (and this is during walking rounds); moreover, I’ve found myself feeling calmer while playing.

Placebo effect? I honestly can’t say, and as mentioned earlier, the jury is still out medically. But I say that anything that helps one naturally deserves a try.

At the same time – no more Greater Marijuana Opens for me.


Monday Morning Musings

Not that anyone asked, but . . .

Max Homa is not a name familiar to a lot of us who follow the PGA Tour, but he came up big over the weekend to win at Quail Hollow by putting on a putting exposition that rivaled Ben Crenshaw at his best. Max has shuffled between the Web.com and PGA Tours through most of his career, but has never lacked for talent – or for that matter, self-awareness. The boys over at the No Laying Up podcast interviewed him earlier this year; it’s worth a listen.

And is it just me, or does watching Jason Dufner play induce narcolepsy?


Sei Young Kim picked up her 8th career victory on the LPGA circuit at S Lake Merced in a playoff over Bronte Law and Jeongeun Lee6 (that’s not a misprint). Ms Kim relinquished her 3rd round lead, but two strong shots on the par-5 18th left her just short of the green, from where she used her putter to get up and down for a birdie to make her way into extra holes. The three golfers made their way back to the 18th tee, where Ms Kim literally duplicated the two shots she had hit only minutes prior. Her two competitors could only manage pars – Lee the 6th had reached green in two but three putted, while Bronte’s birdie effort lipped out – leaving Ms Kim with a short birdie effort to win this tournament for the second consecutive year.

England’s Charley Hull contended at Lake Merced as well, and unlike someone like, say, the aforementioned Mr Dufner, she is a bundle of energy on the course, whether she’s talking to her caddy, plumb-bobbing a putt, or taking a rip off the tee. A friend of mine played with her in a pro-am a few years back; apparently, this is her full time modus operandi. She’s become one of my favorite players to watch on either tour.


Despite some spotty weather here early last week, the snow at Haymaker and Rollingstone Ranch is gone here in Steamboat Springs, and mowers have been seen on both tracks. Meanwhile, the conditions at the 9-hole Steamboat Golf Club are quite playable, and we managed to get out a few times over the weekend. Again, not that you asked, but my swing feels great, and you can’t beat the views.



Putting is the most idiosyncratic of all of the golf skills. I was reminded of this when we were joined in one of our weekend rounds by a fellow named Tony. When we arrived at the first green, he had about a 6-footer to save par. He pulled out a club that was barely knee-length, bent over table-top style a la Michelle Wie, and calmly rolled in the putt. I complimented him; he shyly thanked me and showed me the club. It was a sawed-off Wilson Cary Middlecoff model 2-iron.

If not for balky vertebrae, I could be tempted . . .

Schedule Shenanigans (or How to Screw Over Dallas/Ft Worth Golf Fans)

The PGA Championship is a mere two and a half weeks away, thanks to the Tour’s decision to compress the 2019 schedule and move what used to be considered an afterthought of a major championship from August to May.

Part of the PGA Tour’s intent of this rescheduling was to wrap up the FedEx Cup proceedings prior to football being in full swing in hopes of those “playoff” events garnering more interest and perhaps higher television ratings. While I think that any gain in viewership may be marginal at best (August is a vacation month for many folks, anyway), I do like the “major championship each month” scenario, starting with the Masters in April and concluding with the Open Championship in July. And if one wants to press the point, having The Players Championship (who many have tried to push as a fifth major) pushed back to March extends that stretch nicely.

Compressing the schedule does have its disadvantages, however. One that is something of a head scratcher is the splitting of the Byron Nelson and Colonial tournaments, both longtime mainstays on the PGA Tour held in the DFW Metroplex. In the past, the tournaments were held on consecutive weekends, which oftentimes allowed players to bring their families along with them to make the short trek between the two venues.

Unfortunately, this won’t be the case this season. This weekend, the tour stops at Quail Hollow in North Carolina, then crosses over to Dallas to play the Byron at the logistically nightmarish more on that later) Trinity Forest links. Then it’s up to Long Island for the PGA Championship at Bethpage Black – then back to Ft Worth to play at Colonial.

I suppose driving all of this has been to 1) keep Quail Hollow in a favorable spot – most professionals consider it to be a good tune up going in a major – and 2) give some breathing space to Jack Nicklaus’s Memorial Tournament, which will be held the week after Colonial.

None of which does much good for the two DFW tournaments, at least not this year. I can’t think of a lot of players who will play both events; hell, it wouldn’t surprise me to see a significant number of players skipping both.

There was a time when both of the events were must plays. Fort Worth’s Colonial was one of three courses which has been dubbed “(Ben) Hogan’s Alley” (Riviera and Carnoustie being the other two), and has long been revered as a shot-maker’s track. In addition to its annual tour stop, Colonial has also hosted the 1941 US Open (won by Hogan), the 1975 Players Championship, and the 1991 Women’s US Open.

The Byron Nelson Classic was an outgrowth of the old Dallas Open, designed to honor the great contemporary of Hogan and Sam Snead. While the tournament had several venues over the years, the course with the longest tenure was TPC at the Four Seasons in Las Colinas, a section of Irving, TX. Much like Jack’s Memorial and Arnie’s Bay Hill Invitational, most golfers were sure to include “The Byron” on their itineraries, particularly when Nelson was still alive. A large statue of “Lord Byron” still stands near the first tee of TPC, an extensive display of his memorabilia is featured inside the clubhouse, and Nelson’s widow, Peggy, is still a presence at the club.

As a member there for about 5 years, I played both TPC and its members-only course, Cottonwood Valley, a lot and always had tickets for the Byron. I don’t think that the TPC itself was a particular favorite for the players, what with its awkward tee shots and approach angles, but it was a great for watching action both on and off the course, and being on a Four Seasons property with all of its amenities and having close proximity to DFW airport made it a popular place for tour players to bring the family (or, to use the parlance, “scout the local talent” if they came alone).

As one who was not exactly a gym rat but who tried to keep in reasonable golf shape, I always made it a point to work out in the club’s state of the art workout facility during Byron Week, as I would usually see (and sometimes chat up) some of the players going through their fitness regimen there. Workouts nearly came to a stop when Dustin Johnson’s partner, Paulina Gretzky, strolled in one day to discuss something with DJ.

[For a slightly biased comparison of the Byron at the TPC vs the Colonial, click here]

This changed when AT&T took over sponsorship of the Byron, as that corporation has a serious hand in a gentrification effort in southwest Dallas, as well as in a new golf course called Trinity Forest, whose name is something of a misnomer in that there is not a tree to be found on the Ben Crenshaw/Bill Coore links. The course itself is interesting, but getting there is a chore – it’s about an hour from the airport on a good day (and when one has to negotiate the Dallas Mixmaster, the odds of a good day are as likely as a Kardashian hiding from a camera), and shuttles are required to get golfers in and out of the grounds. And with no trees, it makes for a difficult spectator experience on a hot Texas day.

It would not be surprising to see the venue change again for the Byron, as the PGA of America is moving its headquarters to Frisco TX, a northern suburb of Dallas that is currently home base for Toyota and the Dallas Cowboys. Part of the development includes the construction of two 18 hole courses, one of which will undoubtedly be hosting a Ryder Cup (which is a PGA of America – as opposed to PGA Tour – property). Perhaps the Byron finds a new home there in the future.

In the meantime, the Dallas/Fort Worth area will be subject to the whims of the tour schedule makers. And an area that has traditionally been a robust PGA Tour bell weather gets the shaft.

Monday Morning Musings

Not that anyone asked, but . . .

In a move that can be only be described as both courageous and ultimately futile, European Tour plater Edoardo Molinari (brother to Open Champ Francesco, also carries the delightful nickname of “Dodo”)  has called out slow play on Twitter by publishing a list of players who have been warned for their snail-like pace on the course. Interestingly, only three players have actually been fined, the best known being another Open Champ, Louis Oosthuizen.

Former US Open winner Graham McDowell, while sympathetic to Molinari’s frustrations, thinks Dodo is “beating a dead horse.”

“Listen, golf courses are long, golf courses are hard, we’re playing for a lot of money, it’s a big business, it is what it is,” McDowell said. “There’s just no way to speed the game up really. You can try these small percentiles, but at the end of the day it’s very hard to get around a 7,600-yard golf course with tucked pins with a three-ball in less than 4:45, 5 hours. You can’t do it.”

There’s a certain amount of truth to what McDowell has to say. The walking times on some of the courses that are in play these days (particularly distances between holes) can add to the time of a round, and I certainly get the fact that this is what these guys do for a living and proper attention must be paid.  But the pre-shot routines of some players (including discussions of barometric pressure and humidity) border on the absurd (J.B. Holmes plum-bobbing a 2 foot putt comes to mind) – plus it would be nice if players could execute a simple drop from a penalty area or obstruction without waving in a rules official.

And fines are not enough. Institute a stroke or two penalty system for slow play and enforce it.


I probably don’t write nearly enough about the LPGA and women’s golf as much as I should. The level of play has improved dramatically, and frankly, most of us guys would be better served by observing the smooth tempo and technical proficiency of the women playing for pay.

[There are exceptions, of course, particularly Canada’s diminutive dynamo Brooke Henderson, who takes a healthy lash at most shots and is not afraid to use her driver off the deck]

The other aspect to watching the LPGA is that it gives us a chance to see some architectural gems that male professionals and technology have rendered obsolete for tournament play. This past week’s event was held at Wilshire Country Club, located near downtown Los Angeles.

Norman MacBeath was not as prolific a designer as Alistar Mackenzie or as well known as George Thomas, but his work at Wilshire stands out. MacBeath managed to create a distinctive routing packed within a mere 104 acres. Much like Mackenzie’s brilliant Pastiempo, he used a barranca as a primary strategic element. When Kyle Phillips (best known for producing the modern links masterpiece that is Kingsbarns) was called in a few years ago for a restoration effort, he left the routing largely untouched; his main contribution was to reshape the bunkering from simple ovals into more unique shapes that are visually pleasing while maintaining their proper strategic placement.

Minjee Lee, who plays out of my old club in the Dallas/Ft Worth area, played beautiful golf to emerge as the winner at Wilshire this weekend. If there’s a replay available on the Golf Channel, you should check it out, both for her play and for the intricacies of the venue itself.


As I wrote earlier, it’s Mud Season here in Steamboat Springs, Colorado, but The Steamboat Golf Club was able to open this past week. It’s a sporty little 9-holer located about 5 miles west of downtown and is a great walking course. The landscape is flat, but there’s a great view of the Rockies as one faces east, and despite being on the short side, there are a number of strategic holes that will put his/her mind to the test. Its smallish greens have just enough undulation to get one muttering under his/her breath. All in all, it’s a nice venue to sharpen one’s play and stretch out the early season’s golf muscles.

[Although you may want to wait a day or so. There are snow flurries outside my window this morning.]


The Zurich two-man team thingy was something of a dud. John Rahm and Ryan Palmer pretty much coasted to victory, but the moment that caused the most consternation during the tournament was on Friday, when on the par-3 17th, Billy Horschel took umbrage when a spectator urged the golfer’s shot to “get in the water.” Horshel’s response was not particularly witty, but direct – “Get the fck out of here.”

There were two predictable responses to this:

  1. Television announcers apologizing for broadcast microphones picking up such salty language. Good lord, get out the fainting couch and have the smelling salts handy. A golfer cursing on the course; when does that ever happen?

Ask  Shane Lowry.

Or Tiger Woods.

Or any of these guys.

  1. “We can yell at players at any other sporting event,” some fans complain. “Why are golfers so soft?”

For old guys like myself, the answer seems pretty simple. The game is a “gentlemen’s game,” there’s not a constant stream of trash talk that goes on between competitors (at least in tournament play; side bet games are a completely different matter), we stay quiet while a player is hitting, etc.

But fans these days feel that buying a ticket to a game or competition entitles them to harass competitors, particular after the 5th or 6th beer or cocktail. And professional golf offers proximity to its participants that are not available in most other sports.

These elements have led to a number of similar incidents during tour events in which players have had spectators who they have deemed particularly abusive removed from the premises. And of course, this behavior gets ramped up to 10 during the Ryder Cup, particularly when it’s being held in the USA.

I’m embarrassed to admit that I once cat-called Greg Norman, although it wasn’t during    play. Since then, if I’ve felt the urge to crack wise at a professional golfer, I will do so from the comfort of my recliner or within the confines of the Grey Goose or Tito’s hospitality tents. It’s a hard enough job for these guys as it is.

But that’s just my opinion.

The Rules Revisited

I’ve written in the past about the rules of golf. The powers that be (the USGA and the R&A) have the task of establishing a set of rules that can be applied and honored by the rankest of amateurs to the greatest players in the game. This can certainly be a daunting effort as the ruling bodies need to consider such aspects as course maintenance and advances in equipment technology, all while writing rules in such a way that do not require a contract lawyer to decipher.

Prior to this past year, the most controversial ruling that the ruling bodies made in recent times was the banning of “anchoring” while putting. Anchoring came in vogue in the late 1980’s when longer putters were introduced, allowing a player to rest the butt end of the putter against one’s chin, chest, or belly button (depending on the length of the putter) to provide stability and reduce shaky hand movement (commonly referred to as “the yips). I’m not sure if this is an apocryphal story, but it’s been said that the USGA was ready to ban the practice altogether until it was learned that then-President George H.W. Bush, whose father was once president of the USGA and who was also a notoriously terrible putter, found solace in anchoring the long putter.

Anchoring probably saved a number of player’s careers and made putting tolerable for many recreational players. The most extreme use of anchoring that I encountered was a fellow named Martin, a fellow member at a club to which I belonged in Virginia. Martin actually slid the end of the long putter under his left armpit.

Nonetheless, there was enough of a stink (sorry, Martin) raised about anchoring that led to the USGA & the R&A to ultimately ban the practice. There was some grumbling within the ranks of the PGA Tour, but the players accepted the decision. As for recreational players, they saw a sudden spike of long and belly length putter availability of eBay and slashed prices for same in golf shops.

I used the phrase “prior to this past year” a few paragraphs back because the ruling bodies introduced a number of rules changes  for 2019 that would hopefully have the effect of speeding play and removing nebulous judgement regarding things like double-hitting the ball (no longer a penalty, which comes about 30 years too late for T.C. Chen ) or accidentally striking the ball with a practice swing (also no longer a penalty, which only cost Zach Johnson embarrassment at this year’s Masters).

But there are a couple of rule changes that have come under fire from the pros, reactions that frankly baffle me.

One is a rule that requires that when taking a drop for relief, the ball must be dropped from knee-length and land no closer to the hole. This is a departure from the practice of dropping from shoulder length and is intended to keep from having to drop more than once and speeding play. Pros are complaining that 1) it’s a hard habit to break, and 2) it looks silly.

Both of which are ludicrous arguments, and in my opinion masks the real reason why they don’t like the rule – that being, after two unsuccessful drops, the golfer gets to place the ball where it initially land, which usually results in a favorable lie. The likelihood of an unsuccessful drop decreases the closer one drops to the ground.

The other rule change that has stirred the pot is the one that allows the flagstick to be left in the hole while putting. Now, for my friends and me, this has been a great aid to pace of play. Generally speaking, most of us will leave it in on longer putts, and then maybe take it out for shorter efforts (for what it’s worth, noted short game guru Dave Pelz has conducted exhaustive research and concluded that one should ALWAYS leave the flagstick in. The Mad Scientist of Golf, Bryson DeChambeau, agrees).

Many pros disagree on both points, arguing that 1) the flagstick takes up room in the hole,  decreasing the chance of the ball going in, and 2) because players have preferences of having the flag in or removing it, that act actually adds time to the round.

As for point 1 – ignore science at your own peril.

As for point 2 – the amount of time required to remove or replace the flagstick pales in comparison to DeChambeau’s pre-shot routine, Jordan Spieth/Michael Greller byplay, or J.B. Holmes in general.

Then again, I don’t play the game for a living. Which is a good thing. Although it would likely do wonders for my waistline.


It’s the final weekend of April, which means two things for the city of New Orleans:

  • Jazz Fest is in full swing!
  • It’s time for the PGA’s Zurich Classic!

Ok, so I daresay that more folks are jazzed [rimshot!] over Jazz Fest, and maybe rightfully so, but the Zurich Classic has its own charms that make it worth watching for fellow Golf Nerds, and even beyond.

The Zurich Classic is the PGA Tour’s only two man team competition of the season and offers up a refreshing change from the weekly stroke play grind of the Tour. The first two rounds will be played as team best ball, while the final two will be alternate shot.

From a viewing/excitement standpoint, this seems to be a bit back-assward. Ideally, best ball generally produces aggressive, pin-seeking play, with the added benefit of one’s partner being able to bail out the other if things go badly for the latter. Alternate shot, on the other hand, can be extremely nerve-wracking, as a player faces the additional pressure of not wanting to leave his partner in a bad situation.

With a number of the big names taking this week off (No Tiger, Phil, DJ, JT, Spieth), the odds are favoring the duo of Sergio Garcia and Tommy (Fairway Jesus) Fleetwood, two great ball-strikers who, based on their respective Ryder Cup team-play records, seem to be a natural pairing. There are some other interesting pairings work watching – Brooks Koepka will be teeing it up with his brother Chase (who, as his older brother once did, plays the European Tour), Kevin Kisner and Scott Brown return after being runners-up the past two seasons, and Jim Furyck has pulled David Duval out of mothballs (and the Golf Channel’s commentary panel) for the event.

I’ll be pulling for the team of Cameron Smith and Jonas Blixt for largely personal reasons. Smith’s caddy is Sam Pinfold, to whom I was introduced by a friend of mine who housed him during the AT&T Byron Nelson. In addition to being a great guy, Sam persevered through a number of difficult circumstances before catching on with Cameron. He also is a roommate of Blixt, and suggested that Blixt partner with Smith two years ago. They wound up winning the Zurich that year in a sudden death playoff against the aforementioned Kisner and Brown, and Smith was so overcome with emotion that he could barely speak on air afterwards.

At the club level, there’s always an interesting dynamic when it comes to partner golf. My buddy Dave, he of the underappreciated hole in one, was probably my favorite tournament partner, most likely because our personalities on the course complemented each other so well. Dave tends to get down on himself a bit when things go south, to which my response is to get him a Miller Lite. We would ham-and-egg it pretty well.

But things don’t always go so smoothly. When paired with someone with whom I’ve not partnered before, I always (in a effort to relieve nerves) will say to him, “Now, there’s no need to say ‘I’m sorry’ out there. We’re both going to give it our best.” This is a great sentiment, but invariably I will mess up a hole and turn to him and blurt out, “I’m sorry.” I then feel like an idiot and things go downhill from there.

Still, I’ve won and lost both individual and team tournaments, and for me, the team experience is the most gratifying regardless of the result. There’s an old saying in golf that goes along the lines of, “Never talk about your round after you play. Half the people don’t care, and the other half wish you shot higher.” At least with a partner, you can celebrate or commiserate together.

And the drinks taste better.


Where, Oh Where Should I Tee It Up?

By my reckoning, I have teed it up at 266 courses. I know that there are guys and gals out there who have likely exceeded that number, but 266 seems to be a lot to me. The number might actually be higher – last night, for example a Facebook post mentioned Bermuda’s Port Royal, a track that features the dramatic par-3 16th hole. I had forgotten about playing there; the only possible explanation that I have for that oversight is the fact that it was while on honeymoon with my ex-wife.

I’m always slightly giddy with anticipation over playing a course for the first time. At the end of that initial encounter, I’ll have formed an basic opinion – did I like the course or did I not?

It’s rare that I coming away not liking a course on some level – more on that in a moment – but there are certain tracks that not only don’t I like, but that I would urge folks to not come within a 50-mile radius of them.

One such course is Possum Kingdom, located just outside of Mineral Wells TX. Now, Possum Kingdom Lake is gorgeous; it’s bordered by high cliffs and features several scenic coves to park a boat to wile away a summer afternoon.

But when one asks about the course and gets the response, “Bring plenty of balls and watch out for snakes,” this should be an immediate red flag. And Possum Kingdom delivers on both counts. Many of its fairways are canted so that even if one finds the middle of the fairway, the ball will not only not stay there, but it will roll off the course and into some sort of a ravine where not even Clyde Beatty would venture. Add to that an inordinate amount of forced carries and other gimmickry, and one will wish that the 19th hole was located immediately after the 8th.

Fortunately, I can usually find some sort of redeeming quality about most courses I’ve played. Sometimes it’s simply that the track is nice to walk. But what makes a good or great golf course, or a course that is liked or abhorred, are topics that will invoke lively conversation.

Take the setting, for example. Some folks prefer tree-lined fairways, others favor open vistas. Some live for the seaside links of Scotland, others long for the tall pines of the Sand Hills that comprise Pinehurst and its surrounding area.

Then there’s the degree of difficulty vs. strategic options argument. Some players prefer a course that dictates to them where to place the ball; others like a course that presents various options to attack a given hole.

My personal criteria for evaluating a course really comes down to two questions:

  1. Did I enjoy the experience?
  2. Would I go out of my way to play there again?

Question 1 is admittedly broad, and I will break that down further:

  • Does the course offer realistic tee options for players of different skill levels?
  • Is the course visually pleasing?
  • Is it reasonably maintained?
    1. Note the use of the word “reasonably.” A course doesn’t need to be 50 Shades of Green for me to enjoy it. Give me well defined fairway and rough areas with relatively smooth running greens (and I really don’t care about the speed), and bunkers that have sand that can actually be raked, and I’ll be a happy camper.
  • Do the green complexes offer a variety of options for chipping, pitching and putting?
  • Was the pace of play acceptable?

That last point is key and can be attributable to either 1) the layout and difficultly of the course or 2) the management of play by those in charge.

In regard to point 1 . . .many courses built between the 1980’s and, say, now have been built around real estate developments where the distance between one green to the next tee can be an extremely difficult walk or long cart ride. Tidewater in Myrtle Beach comes to mind. On one hand, the architect created a wonderfully eclectic golf experience that cuts through maritime forests and at times borders the Intercoastal Waterway. On the other hand, one can guarantee a four and a half to five hour round because one is often times driving a half mile between holes (walking is out of the question).

Point 2 can be attributable to any number of factors – overbooking tee times, rangers not addressing slow groups on the course, players wanting to play the tips when they have no business doing so.

The question of whether I would go out of my way to play a course again generally means that all five of my criteria were met. Any of the courses I’ve played in Scotland I’d return to in a heartbeat (those I’ve played multiple times are The Old Course, North Berwick, Cruden Bay, Turnberry, and Crail). Most courses in the Sand Hills, for sure.

And there are a few courses to which I’d return for what I can only describe as semi-mystical experiences. At the fine course at the Sedona Arizona Hilton, which runs through a valley surrounded by red rocks, I was preparing to hit an approach to the 7th green when our group was engulfed by what the locals describe as a vortex – the wind came up and blew in a circular motion around us for about two minutes. This was supposed to be some sort of mind-changing experience, and maybe there’s some truth to it, as my 7-iron shot that followed wound up about 4 feet from the pin.

Another time, a friend and I were playing The Highland Links, a 9-holer located near the tip of Cape Cod in North Truro, MA. The links were established in 1892, and, honestly,  I don’t think an ounce of earth has been moved on the course since then. I had recently read Michael Murphy’s Zen-like golf tome, Golf in the Kingdom, and the course that Murphy describes in the book (which many believe to be the Balcomie Links at Crail) seemed to fit the surrounding to the point where I was driving my friend crazy by quoting lines from the story. In any event, we reached the 6th tee, which affords a dramatic view of the Truro Lighthouse and the Atlantic Ocean. As we admired the surroundings, a voice from behind said, “Pebble Beach has nothing on this, hey lads?”

I turned around; the man who spoke wore what appeared to be a caddy’s outfit (although he carried no clubs) and had the look of a year-round Cape Cod resident – white-haired and bearded with a rather ruddy complexion. “Yep,” he continued, “you don’t need to pay $450 for this view.” I turned back toward the lighthouse, paused for a moment and then turned to ask him a question – and he was gone, just as suddenly as he appeared.

And then there’s the odd story of Grandote Peaks, a Tom Weiskopf/Jay Moorish gem located in La Veta, Colorado, a small town located to the west of Pueblo. I played it back in 1998 and thoroughly enjoyed everything about it, and, since I’m back in state for a while, looked forward to perhaps making my way there again.

However, in looking it up for tee time availability, I found that Grandote Peaks is permanently closed. Apparently, it started as a riff between the club’s owner and the town over land ownership and zoning issues. Things went quickly downhill from there, and apparently the land has found another, ahem, recreational purpose.

Hey, at least it’s being put to good use.

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