I played both New Seabury and Oyster Harbors again this week, in brilliant sunshine, warm temperatures, and relatively little wind.
I liked New Seabury a little better this time, but I still don't consider it top 10 public-access in Massachusetts.
I still like Oyster Harbors, and had what I think is a classic Donald Ross moment on #2. I was 235 from the green, with a slight breeze in my face. I hit a 3-wood, which I can fly about 235 to 240. The pin was behind the right front bunker, but I aimed well left, because I'd rather be chipping up the hill on the green than blasting out of the sand.
Anyway, I pushed it, right at the bunker, and started cursing myself as I watched my ball track the sand like a smart bomb. Except that it didn't splash; it miraculously cleared the bunker. I must have killed that ball!
Of course, when I got to the green, I noticed that there was a solid 20 yards between the bunker and the green, and my ball sat right in the middle. And I had just played the course a week ago!
He got me again!