After a long drive through the largely featureless central Florida landscape, a tiny sign saying 'Streamsong' appears, directing you onto an even smaller road into the wilderness. Fear not, for at the end of this road a veritable golfing paradise awaits...
The clubhouse sits between a couple of large 'dunes', looking like some kind of futuristic megalomaniac's base from a Bond movie. Wonderfully apt, of course! Of course they're not dunes. They're, I guess properly titled 'spoil heaps'. But they resemble dunes in every detail, so we'll call them dunes! That's going to be the major theme for the day and you'll freakin LOVE it.