If you do visit Yale in the summer don't do what I did. I insisted on carrying my clubs. After one hole I was done for, by the 4th I just longed for a nice, cool grave. The estimable Dr Childs wondered if I might like to take a buggy at the turn. It is to Dr Childs that you must address any complaints that I am still posting on this site and not becoming instead food the worms of Connecticut.
If you were in that state by the turn, Mark, I suspect the climb to the 10th green (after the climb and descent into the 10th fairway) would have killed you!
FWIW, through no fault of my own I seem to have singlehandedly changed the character of Golf Digest's corporate membership at Yale. When I was an intern there I was told that we were encouraged to get out and play as much golf as we could (or words to that effect), and that we had playing privileges at Yale. Naturally, Yale being what it is, I played there as often as I could, often nipping out for nine holes during the summer evenings, not realising that our membership had an overall cap on the number of rounds we were allowed. Eventually I got called into the principal's office and told that henceforth I - and everyone else - could play there a maximum of twice a week. (Gary Van Sickle, who as a Golf World writer was also affected by the new limit, cited this incident when he bashed me and my book in a "review", to use the term loosely, he wrote for CNNSI.com.)
I would someday love to see the new Yale, but the old Yale (pre-Rulewich, admittedly) was itself a real treat regardless of conditioning. Mind you, Yale was the least favorite course of many of my college golf teammates by a distance, which only goes to show how certain architectural features rub people in entirely different ways!
Cheers,
Darren