Friday, April 25, 2008
I like the first three holes ok . . . I mean I remember them and know how I want to play them:
the par 4 #1 isn't too long, but last time here I'd mishit my drive, then hit a 5wood into the mound that guards the left front of the green, so that my ball trickled over to the back of the green, leaving a makeable birdie putt, which I missed. . . this time I absolutely powered my drive down the right edge of the fairway, leaving just a half-sandwedge to the green, but my ball took a giant bounce off the front of the green and rolled to the back of the green . . . all three of us were there, on the back or just off, scratching our heads . . . I 3jacked and realized it might be another long day.
the par5 #2 isn't too long, and it has huge mounds on both sides that will funnel the ball back onto the fairway, or-r-r-r-r-r, out into the desert if you go far enough . . . but last time I'd hit a 3wood right of the fairway that still wound up in the fairway, off those mounds, hit a little halfsandwedge close and got a birdie. I did just that this time too, except after two shots I was closer than before, maybe 30yds short of the green, and so was Mr Science . . . our playing partner this day, Dave the Pharmacist had out-driven us by 40 yards, then hit his 2nd shot just over the green.
"If he does that again," I whispered to Mr Science, "I'm going to think he's getting some pharmacological help!" . . . 8^D. . .
trying to baby my fractional sandwedge up onto the elevated green without going over into the swales or mounds, I wound up leaving it short in the front fringe, from where I 3putted. Mr Science & PharmaDave wound up with 2putt pars.
So on the short par4 #3, with the wind, they both hit 3woods in the fairway, short of the traps, but I just went for the green . . . that dang slice bothered me again, so that I actually went right of the traps; it looked like I'd gotten a good bounce back into the grass, but we found it instead up in the gravel on top. That's a hard green to get to, even from the fairway, but especially today, when the greens were so hard they wouldn't leave a ballmark. Mr Science was over into a swale, PharmaDave was in the fringe, and I was in the short rough at the base of the elevated green. I'd had about 30 yards to where the elevated berm I was on fell away 20 feet to the green complex. My little pitch one-hopped over the edge, and I tho't it might wind up on the green, but that rough was too long, I guess. PharmaDave 2putted for his par, but we failed to get up and down.
So it went. I wound up with a 45 on the front, PharmaDave announced his "9 Straight Pars", and Mr Science had a 39.
That back9 at Coldwater is almost interesting, including the most controversial hole in the valley (shown), the par4 #15 . . . if you get in the sand, there, it could be kinda of difficult shot, but if you get in among those railroad ties, it's really hard to make yourself hit it right . . . this time tho', I tomahawked my drive into the giant swale left of the fairway, down off the fluted fairway. PharmaDave was down there with me, but Mr Science was sitting up in Position A in the rightside of the fairway.
"Watch this!" I told PharmaDave, and sure enough, Mr Science hit his little 7iron onto the fat part of the green with a little hook and let it trickle down towards the pin . . . ah, say 25 ft away -- the pin was hidden on the left, behind that giant bunker.
"Very Analytical!" approved PharmaDave.
His own shot ran over to the back of the green, from where he two-putted. Mr Science wound up with a tap-in par, too. I'd hit a little halfsandwedge that bounced on the very back of the bunker, between the boards, and rolled up 15 ft below the hole. It was a little bit of sidehill putt, but I saw it perfectly, but I didn't hit it, leaving a kickin-par. Very Disappointing.
From then on my chipping and pitching got marginally better, but not my putting, so my score didn't improve too much. I was feeling good about my iron play tho, and better about my driving.
#18 is a short par 5, which this day had the wind quartering behind us. I hadn't had a bonafide shot at a par5-in-2 all weekend because of my driving poorly, so I felt like this had to be it. My drive faded severely on me, but since I still had a shot at the green, I won't admit it sliced. Mr Science was about 20 yards directly behind me, and elected to play, er, uh, scientifically, and lay-up. After he hit his 9iron and saw how much room he still had, he grumbled, "I shoulda hit my 7iron, anyway." PharmaDave was 10 yards behind me, but in the middle of the fairway, from where he hit some longiron into the middle of the green, natch. I had 190+ yards, with a tiny bit of tree-trouble in my line-of-sight, but since the wind was blowing hard left to right and there was water short-and-right I tho't I could just hit an easy 7wood at the left side and let the wind bring it back. I may have hit a better 7wood in my life, but I doubt it. Oops. It went so high I was sure it would blow off into the water, but it bulldogged and landed on the middle of the green and rolled to the back, 90 ft past the pin. I tho't 3putt bogeys were bad, but 4putt bogeys, like I had there are worse. . . much worse. Mr Science didn't get close with his 3rd, then 3putted, while PharmaDave made another par. I think he made one birdie on the back9, one of the par4s, and no bogies, so a cool 71. Mr Science wound up with an 84, mainly due to his own problems with driving -- suddenly he's got to be leary of smother hooks off the tee. I wound up with an 88 . . . just like yesterday, we were both thinking we should have had 10 less shots.
So, you know, this is a good course-- reminds me of Kokopelli in some ways -- some might cavil at the condition, the powerlines, the unsculpted, unlandscaped, hardpan desert areas, and that dang railroad tie hole, but there's really nothing wrong with the golf on the grass there . . . but there's no way you could argue it was the best course in the valley . . .