Joe and I had an interesting day at Sea Oaks in Little Egg Harbor, NJ. The mounding throughout the course is an assault on the senses and we played more than a few holes behind a fivesome with a radio blaring from one of their carts. And Joe must of picked up his ball on four holes while I was splitting the fairways with my drives and he still beat me 3 and 2. I don't think I'm returning to Sea Oaks anytime soon.