"Barney -
I dare say that the ball that hits the front of the Biarritz, disappears in a coy fashion down in the swale, and reappears next to the back pin is the GCA equivalent of the unicorn . . . or perhaps just a shot that has been wickedly skulled."
MichaelM;
What are you talking about? That is THE Biarritz shot! Truly, that is THE shot one was traditionally suppoesd to play on Biarritz holes. That's as much THE shot on the Biarritz as the slightly drawn shot that hits the approach section just short and to the right of the traditional Redan, kicks and filters left and rolls slowly with the right to left cant of the green down next to the hole!
A few years ago while playing at Fox Chapel during a PA Golf Assoc. meeting my group came to the Biarritz (#17). That green is just mammoth, particularly now that they've established greenspace on the front of it and with a really deep swale in the center. Front to back that green now could be about 80+ yards long!!
Anyway this long hitting young whippersnapper I was playing with said to me; "What's this hole all about?"
I said this is the famous template Biarritz hole and since the pin is about 235 yards away on the other side of the very deep swale the traditional play is to hit something low and land it on the front section and get it running into the swale, where it will disappear for a second and then reappear as it runs up the other side and on to the pin.
So I took out a 2 iron and hit it real low and landed it about 190 yards away on the front green section, it skipped along and disappeared into the swale and reappeared up the other side and ran on about ten feet from the pin on the back section.
This whippersnapper said that's a dumb type shot to hit and that all good young players hit it a mile high and fly it right to the pin on the back section. So he took out a 4 iron and hit it a mile high and it landed about 220 yards away on the upslope on the far side of the swale where the ball died as dead as a smelt and rolled back into the bottom of the swale from where he three putted.
So I told him; "Kid, you gotta learn to listen to the old grey-beard hear, he knows what he's talking about!"