Tom.
I sort of go back and forth about #12, because so much of the hole has been a mystery to me.
There is some evidence that the tee was originally behind or to the left of the double-plateau (#11 for those who have never been to Heaven), but it must have been Macdonald himself who moved it to the right.
My observation is that the angle from behind #11 seems to present the bunkers both visually and strategically at a better angle. From the teeing ground on the left, the fairway bunkers seem to be oriented at a slightly awkward angle - and one that does not reflect C.B.'s 45 degree philosophy.
But in the end, what do I know? I'm just the towel boy for the icon and damned lucky to study at the feet of the master. I'll leave the speculation to Uncle George.
All this said, I stil tried to sneak a draw around the right hand bunker (furthest from the left) off the tee and watched my pathetic attempt to outwit the ghost be deposited into the cat box with no hope of reaching home.
Unfortunately, despite many rounds, I have only made par once - under the guidance of Timmonds my first time around. Most bouts inevitably end in double-bogey.
The problem is the anthill putting surface, segmented by a severe hump on the top right side.
Thursday I hit a wonderful 6-iron out of the fairway bunker to only 30 yards in front of the green. The putter was not cooperating, but the rest of the bag was behaving well.
I thought about taking the sand wedge and hittiing a little bumper to the left of the hump and feeding it down.
But no, the idiot from San Francisco pulls out the 8-iron. With my father in the cart as my gallery, I nudge one into the run-up and watch it wander past the pin and keep going directly into the back bunker.
Not a bad sand shot, but six it was again.
Even when I rip a drive (Dave Wigler's 3-iron), there isn't a club in my bag to hit the green. The run-up runs over, the higher approach sucks off the front. Even when I find the putting surface, it is on the wrong side of the hump and the 7 footer for par never drops.
If you look at the plasticine model of the green on the wall of Karl's shed, there is a punchbowl of sorts shown, but I do not know if it was ever built that way.
If anyone ever invites me to play in a tournament there, I'm just going to consider bogey a great score and pretend par is 74.