Here is 6.
#6 375 yards from both the Black and Blue tees. A great hole. World class.
It’s about 275 yards from the Black/Blue tee into the creek, so, as usual, the wind and firmness of the course that day will dictate club selection off this tee. If the wind is from the north, I’ll hit driver, and even with a south wind and a soft course I’ll hit the driver, but if the ground is in the least bit firm, 3 wood or hybrid is the shot.
This hole is all about the approach, but the approach is all about the drive. Getting the best angle from the right side of the fairway makes the approach just a little easier. Well, there are a bunch of bunkers right where the best angle into the green is, so keeping the ball just left of them is the spot. Although, surprisingly, if you hit it really bad, right of the bunkers, over by the creek, and you really have to hit it crappy to get that far right, this might be the best angle of all to get at the green. The rough can be bit heavy in the summer, but in the fall the grass eases off a little, and getting out from this spot is pretty straightforward. Even the bunkers are not that bad a spot, although the ball does like to roll right up to the front of them making things a bit more difficult.
I like to pull hook the shit out of my three wood from time to time, see hole #4, and this is as good a place as any for that bad shot. Left is not that great here. There are some big trees short of the creek that are really right in the way, and now from this poor angle you’re shooting at the right side of the green. Unless I’ve got a really good lie, I’ll just try to play this shot out in front of the green and try my luck getting up and down. A decent lie and I’ll try hoisting it over the trees, hopefully on the right line, with the right pace, and I’ll be putting.
So the green, one of the great green locations ever, sits atop a knoll, bunkers short left, sharp drop on the left, and an enormous huge drop on the right, into Hell’s Kitchen. If I don’t hit this green I usually miss left, just because missing right is so bad. The slope down to the bottom of the Kitchen has stairs because it’s so steep. Usually you can’t see the flag at all, it is just a terrible bad place to go. Missing the green left still sucks, but you can see the pin and have some hope of getting it close. Within the last year a tree just left of the green was removed, thankfully, as its presence made recovery from left of the green even more challenging.
When you are down in that Kitchen, it is very quiet, no one can see you, except maybe the group over on 11, but they try not to look because they know what’s coming. So you just grab that lob wedge, walk down those stairs, deal with the buried lie in that heavy rough, look at that wall of grass in front of you, hit it hard enough to carry the wall, and then hope like hell it stays on the green. Or you can hit it fat, and if you’re lucky the ball will roll all the way back to the bottom where you can try your luck again, or it might just catch up half way down the slope in some really long grass that I have no idea how the grounds crew ever cuts. Well they don’t cut it that often because it’s usually really long, and now you are halfway down a near vertical wall of grass, and thinking, boy I wish I still had metal spikes in these shoes, because I might break my collarbone if I take a 20 foot tumble after trying to hit my fourth shot on a simple 375 yard hole. Ah, the lovely sixth, such a little bitch she is.