I played my first round on sand greens today. Or, at least, my first four holes before getting rained out by a terrifying deluge.
I played at the aforementioned Dannebrog.
Not sure why everyone complains about golf being expensive.
The galleries are a little rambunctious but fairly well behaved (I joke now, but they followed me down the first fairway like the last group at a major, which was a little sketchy even for this former farmboy. They then beelined for the opposite side of the property, a harbinger of what was to come).
Approach to the first.
From the left side of the green. Not much internal contour on these bad boys, but how much can you have and keep greens playable when they're running at a lightning fast 5 on the Stimp after a rainstorm?
My greenskeeper resume:
The infamous 125 yard 2nd, which Pete Dye cites as the inspiration for the 17th at Sawgrass in
Bury me in a Pot Bunker.
The approach at 9. Some legitimately interesting contours in the fairway.
Just for kicks, a panorama from the parking lot.
Unfortunately, a huge storm rolled in as I came to the fifth tee so I didn't make it all the way around. Did manage to get into town for some of the famed Thursday Night Pizza at the Danish Baker.
There's not enough to be said about what a cool town Dannebrog is, or what a gem of a golf course it has. I met some wonderful people and had a great time despite the deluge. I hope to make it back someday.