Mike
My grandfather had a summer home in Falmouth and was a long time member of and Greens Chairman at Woods Hole. It was one of the first proper golf courses I played (in the late 50's), where my father first learned to play golf, the first place that I met a hooker (my Uncle Ben's "girlfriend") and the first place I broke bogey for 9 holes. I loved the place, even though at that time I hadn't read Simpson and Wethered, much less Hutchinson or Max Behr........
It was a 40 year gap before I played the course aqain (September 2000 in conjunction with a nephew's wedding) and I fell in love all over again. Shortish, but with no uninteresting golf holes, and more than a few that might give wet dreams to the quirkheads on this site (if properly photographed--the holes not the "quirkheads".....). Lot's of great memories for me.
I've posted a number of times about this course in the past, but nobody else seems to ever have played the place nor seems to want to, in their rush to get to Eastward Ho! or even Nantucket. As a wiser man than I is wont to say: "'Tis a pity"....................