I played a round that felt like a salty hug from the coast. Wind in my face. Sun on my neck. You know what? It was one of those days when golf is hard but still kind.
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First Impressions: Warm, breezy, and a little salty
I parked, grabbed my Ping G425 driver, and walked into a pro shop that smelled like sunscreen and new grips. The staff was easygoing. I asked about the wind. The guy behind the counter grinned and said, “Aim left. Always.” Fair enough.
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Range time was simple. Mats were flat. Balls were clean. I hit ten wedges, five 7-irons, and three drivers. My miss? A low heel cut. Classic me. The putting green had a soft hum from the nearby bay. Greens ran about a 10, maybe a touch slower uphill. They rolled true, though. No wobble.
The Front Nine: Friendly… until it isn’t
- Hole 1 (par 5): Wide fairway. I went 3-wood, 7-iron, wedge. Two-putt par. Pace felt calm. Good start.
- Hole 3 (par 4, slight dogleg): Trees right. Marsh left. I tried to fade a 5-wood and nudged it a hair too much. Ended up in the first cut. Knocked a punch 8-iron to 20 feet. Missed high. Bogey. No panic.
- Hole 6 (par 3 over water): 152 yards into a cheeky crosswind. I took a 7-iron and committed to a baby draw. Landed pin high on the safe side. That “phew” putt fell for par. I might’ve smiled too big.
- Hole 7 (short par 4): Risk-reward. I wanted to send it with driver, but my brain said no. I choked down on a 5-iron, hit the slot, and wedged to 10 feet. Lipped out. Par. Story of my life.
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Fairways were firm but fair. Lies sat tight. Bunkers? Raked, though one greenside trap on 5 felt a bit thin. You could still nip it clean if you kept your hands quiet.
The Back Nine: The bay shows its teeth
By hole 10, the wind woke up. Flags snapped. Caps tilted.
- Hole 12 (par 5 into wind): Driver, 3-wood, 7-iron. Long hole. I played for bogey and got bogey. Sometimes that’s wisdom, not fear.
- Hole 14 (par 4): Narrow tee shot. I bailed left and found a patchy lie. Knocked a knockdown 9-iron that chased to the front fringe. Lagged like a grandma. Tap-in par. I’ll take it.
- Hole 15 (signature par 3): Water short. Bay to the right. The view did that thing where you forget to breathe. I hit a smooth 6-iron, held my finish, and heard one clap from the group behind. Missed the birdie by a hair. Still felt good.
- Hole 18 (finisher): Fairway lined with palms and a breeze in the face. I went driver, hybrid, wedge. Missed the green left, chipped to four feet, and cleaned it up. Solid close.
Greens on the back had a touch more grain. Straight putts needed a hair more pace. Breaks were fair, nothing sneaky.
Food, Carts, and Little Things that Matter
- Carts had clean GPS and a charger that actually worked. Big win for my dying phone.
- Water coolers were stocked, which saved me on 13.
- Snack bar: fish tacos with a lime kick, plus a local lager that hit cold. I’m a simple person.
The clubhouse patio looked out over the bay. I sat there, shoes off, toes tired, writing down my stats on a wrinkled scorecard. Fairways hit: 7. Greens in regulation: 8. Putts: 33. Not heroic. But steady.
What I Loved
- Staff that gave real tips, not fluff
- Greens that rolled true and held wedges
- A mix of friendly holes and “don’t mess around” holes
- The view on 15, which felt like a desktop photo come to life
What Bugged Me (a little)
- One thin bunker on 5 could use more sand
- A slow patch on the front where two groups stacked up on the tee
- Wind can make the back nine feel three clubs longer (not their fault, but wow)
Gear Check (because it matters)
- Ball: Titleist Tour Soft (held the green on 6 and 15, no scuffs after two bunker shots)
- Driver: Ping G425 (set to draw, helped tame my fade)
- Putter: Odyssey White Hot (face felt pure on those mid-range knee-knockers)
Who Should Play Here
- New golfers who want wide fairways and clear targets
- Mid-handicaps who like wind games and smart layups
- Low caps who enjoy shaping shots around water and marsh
Final Take
This round felt honest. No tricks, just a bay breeze, clean sightlines, and greens that told the truth. I walked off with a sun line on my wrist and that light, happy fatigue in my legs. Was it perfect? Nope. Was it real golf? Oh yes.
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