From the moment I arrived, I started feeling like something was wrong. And, shortly after that and before starting to play, I started to develop a list of everything that was wrong. I've never done this before, even with some pretty crappy courses. It starts with an awkward approach to the course. The markings for finding the course vary, so you don't know if you missed something.. I'm a local and Google Maps was useless. The "Pro Shop" is a joke, which is basically just a place to take your greens fees. That's it. The "driving range" is a net. The practice green is a ratty oval about the size of a small kitchen floor that's rounded off. Most of the holes have blind shots in some parts of them. That in itself could be interesting, but that combined with pitiful distance markings and very tiny pictures of the holes on the scorecard, you have no idea where to hit, what club to hit, or if there are players on the course ahead of you. It the most bizarre course of its kind I've every encountered. I found it way beyond irritating. In fact, it was dangerous. On top of all of this, the greens were in terrible condition. Balls did not roll true... ever. The greens look like they should be reasonably fast, but they were deadly slow. The tee boxes were equally ratty with no flat spots and very few nicely grassy spots. Fairways look nice from a distance (like driving by on the roads that criss-cross the course), but they too border on ratty in far too many spots.
To make things even worse and much bizarre, I saw my golfing buddy trying to figure out where to hit by driving up the hill so he could see the fairway and green. He was about 100 yards ahead of me. Someone in another cart came down to him, jumped out of his cart then pushed him, almost knocking him over. My buddy, who's generally very low key and passive threw a punch at this guy, who then turned around got back in his cart drove back up to the top of the hill. As it turned out, the person you accosted my buddy was the ranger who came down, pushed while violently cursing at him for driving the cart on the hill.
About 20 minutes later the police arrived concluding it was a he-said-he-said situation and left, but the course security kicked my buddy off the course forever. And, this "head" of security had the audacity to tell me I could keep playing. What?! In what kind of world do you live in? I'm going to keep playing while you treat my friend like this? Are you kidding me? Where is you decency? This "head of security" (??) reminded me of an old bouncer in a seedy part of south Philadelphia. He certainly didn't make me feel like golfers' safety was at all on his radar. And, then, where is your ranger's (Scott's) common decency in dealing with golfers? I've seen rangers deal with people who break rules. It usually starts out something like this: "Hello, gentlemen. I"d like to remind you that we're trying to keep this part of our course protected so we can grow our grass. So, please try to avoid driving carts in these areas. Okay? Thanks!"
It doesn't start out like Scott's "You mother f**ker! I'm tired of people like you! You need to get your f*cking ***' etc........."
This kind of behavior is not appropriate for "Golf." And, it's not appropriate in a decent human society.
Needless to say I will never play at this course again.
And, this decision was made prior to the Scott-the-ranger incident. But, certainly this incident has sealed this decision.google read more