Kalen,
First off, thanks for taking the time to post the pics and review. As you are aware, I was there two weeks prior to you and also mixed in a trip to Redlands Mesa.
Regarding Lakota:
After three weeks of digestion, the one thing that stands out in my mind is the severity of the land. There almost too many occasions where a completely misplayed shot actually helped you out more than a slight mishit. Call it an over abundance of luck. For example:
#3 With the hole cut in the back of the green, my tee shot was struck well but I totally overclubbed (by 25 yards). The result? The ball bounded off the back of the puchbowl (through the rough) and nestled to three feet.
#4 With my tee shot well hooked (I'm lefty), I go from OB to catching a turbo off the side of a hill and now have a chance to get home in two.
#5 Another shrimp results in another turbo boost easily gaining me another 60 yards when I should have been hitting 3 from the tee.
#6 Finally a straight drive (or so I thought) that went through the fairway onto the mountainside (30 feet into the rocks) and back in the fairway, which led to yet another overclubbed approach that found the back of the punchbowl and trickled down to 6 feet. I literally should have made a quad, but somehow lucked into birdie. I consider that an enormous margin of error. (Side note: My partner hit the fairway, then a barely missed an approach shot to the left that kicked him back into the ravine. He was ready to kill me.)
#7 A horrible fanned 3iron kicked 25 yards right and put me on the green.
#8 A well struck but a bit left tee shot hit the rocks left of the cart path and bounced, you guessed it, right on the green.
Now, I enjoy a touch of luck, rub of the green or whatever you want to call it. However, my playing partner managed his game much better than I, and was getting mutilated by the time we walked off of 8 green.
In a weird way it reminded me of a US Open: Miss a little and pray, miss a lot and get lucky.