Patric Dickinson wrote thusly about Ganton's bunkers in 'A Round of Golf Courses' -"Bunkers are of two kinds: there are the solid crusher's of golfing crimes; obvious as the treads of policemen's boots; these catch and deal with such lags as the nasty short slice, the smothering quick hook; even the head-up top: but there are other bunkers: beautiful alluring sirens, daring us to steer too near them, rallying our faint hearts to carry over them, and sneering at out feebleness if we tke the middle course (middle-aged course, they mock). Ganton's bunkers are peculiarly sweet singing creatures that lie about in exquisitely nonchalant attitudes, just off the line... a beautiful example is the long one shot third; another is the 6th. But there is a great number of them and all of them welcome little golf balls in 'with gently-smiling jaws'".
He desribes the cross-bunker at the 16th as a "real Superintendent".
Dickinson also suggest visitors to Ganton come from the south over the hills from Driffield. It is out of the way over B roads "climbing slowly up to to Foxholes, and then suddenly over Ganton Brow, the whole wide rich valley of the River Derwent lies before you, and there away below, a positive Eldorado of golden bunkers, is the links"