I just finished two days of golf at the Erie Country (NY) Amateur. Thanks to @MichaelClayto15 for a hilarious (to me) back and forth on the Tweet just prior to my teeing off. He convinced me to abandon my "going out to have fun and see what happens" attitude with "grind my backside off and hope I don't choke." The proof was in the scorecard, as I improved 6 strokes from RD1 to RD2.
That's not the purpose of this thread. Here are the highlights. 40 yards out on the par 4 second in two, I tossed a wedge 25 yards and watched it bound toward the green, onto the green, along a ridge and into the hole for 3. I repeated that shot at least seven times on the day. None of them holed out, but every one of them got to within one-putt distance, and I made all the putts.
Where was this gem of a course? Grover Cleveland g.c., in Buffalo, NY, all 5600 yards of it. The greens were close to baked, the fairways ran fast and hard, and the uncertainty was the brilliance of the day. My score was one stroke off the low of the day, but I'm fairly certain that I was the only guy who teed off with 4 iron on seven of the driving holes, to position myself to properly approach the greens.
Oh, and the wind was blowing with strength, and golfers with high ball flights were struggling. I had a blast knocking the ball down and watching it release. There's nothing like it. I write this because you can usually find this type of golf at our local municipal courses, unless they're under budget and decide to water the fark out of the fairways.
In the end, the sun will probably melt us all, or it will die off and we will ice-cube to death. In the interim, however, these days of bound and run are delicious and I hope that you have your share of them.