I played yesterday at Indian Hills, a public course in Murfreesboro, Tennessee just outside of Nashville. Part of a 1980's housing development, which explains the insane routing. At least two 300 yards green to tee rides - yes, Melvyn rides - and another 200 yards ride to the tee of a 350 yards dead end par four where after holing out one backtracks the entire length of the hole plus 100 yards to the next tee. So where's the juxtaposition, one might ask? Not one, not two, but three genuine Biarritz green complexes, one fronted by water in a nod to Yale, a second at fairway level and a third totally elevated. That and a par three that's a genuine dead ringer for the 16th at Carnoustie. Go figure.
Where have you run across a course featuring the good, bad and ugly?
Bogey