The Red provides a wonderful compliment to the White. Or is it the other way around? Regardless, throw SHGC into the mix, with the occasional foray north to Valentine, to say nothing of days spent coming and going in the rollicking delights of Ballyneal, and it's a wonderful, wonderful world.
Tom, I have absolutely no problem with Dismal Red's conclusion at 18. My mental challenge comes in fading my six/five iron appoach along the axis of the green.
The holes of the back ten, or maybe just the whole 18, are an amazing journey. If I can tame/escape 13, after my delghtful ego boost at 12, then 14 and 15 require all my imagination and focus to choose my lines and calm my excitement at the possibility of pulling them off. 16 can delight me or infuriate me; I need to be a better player to master this simple 130 yard puzzle. Then comes the amazing 1-2 concluding punch of 17 and 18. Exceptional golf holes on any course, in any setting. But astride the high Horseshoe dune and fronting the "mighty Dismal", they are in a class and of a chracter all their own.
Then I calm down by tackling the blind shots on 1 and 2 on the Nicklaus course and all its special prairie holes beyond. Your influence at Sebonick seems evident to this know-nothing. Quite a place in all.