JK:
I stand by my words. Good lord man if that is quaint in your world, well... now I
REALLY need to get to Indiana so maybe I can stay in the footman's quarters on your palatial estate. The thing is massive, the architecture is foreboding, it screams out everything but "quaint" to me. But that's how it's supposed to be... In fact I'd guess CB Mac is rolling in his grave at you calling this quaint! But like I've said many times now, people can look at this differently. I just know that looking at the clubhouse I felt like I was heading to court or something. Jeez man you are looking at the BACK of it in that 2nd picture.. and look at the scale, which shows up better in the first one... the thing is massive and there remains absolutely nothing "quaint" about it. You're off your rocker on this one, my friend. But I guess it is all relative... Yes, next to the Supreme Court building the NCGA clubhouse is rather quaint.
As for Sand Hills, there are radio towers 50 miles off in the distance, that look like they're a mile away. That's how VAST the place is... how the scale is... it's difficult to explain. In any case perfection does remain a tenuous thing... you of all people should know that. But being tenuous does not disqualify it from being perfect. It is.
BG - no, I surely did not fence-climb at NGLA (though if I lived there when younger hell yes I would have... talk about easy... there ARE no fences... and #10 tee is miles from the clubhouse....) No, the day I was there we just played golf and entry into the clubhouse wasn't part of the deal. We were rather in a hurry anyway to get next door to play the lesser neighbor in the pm.
Dick: you hit the nail on the head re the burgers on Ben's Porch. Hell they could be made of horse-meat mixed with doghshit and I'd likely call them great... It ain't about the food, it's all about the setting and the company. And to that end, the burgers and beers and scotch and everything else I enjoyed there all add up to the some of the finest dining experiences I have ever had. Because you see Dick, I
was doing what I love, more perfectly than just about any time prior or since. Others can achieve this through hunting, fishing, hell decorating the house (in the case of my wife). For me? Burgers and beer with that view and those people I was with... I guess the only improvement is I push this up a few years, make my son and daughter single-digit handicaps so we can have fair battles, and share it with them. But that day will likely never come, so perfection was achieved for me there on that porch, with those burgers.