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| - I wish that I could actually give a good review for this course but I do not remember. It's not that I was plastered, but because it was about 104 in the middle of the dessert and was suffering from sunstroke. Seriously, the starter told me that the cart girl would be around and I looked forward to a bloody mary, but alas no car girl.
When I crept up to nine I was looking at the water and thinking, well the birds are drinking it, maybe a couple of sips won't kill me. Then the sun, at least thats what the hallucination looked like told me to notice the cooler. Then I looked in and Eureka!! two bottles of bottled water!! LIIIIIIFFFFFEEEE!!
About the course, since I started at 12:40 pm and almost died I gave it a rest after nine. But here's the skinny: For those of us long ball hitters, they have reachable par fours. I play where my handicap dictates, well that's not true else I'd play in the clubhouse. Badump-dump! But they do have reachable par fours. Three hundred from the regular tees.
I will play this course again, but perhaps in the winter. When the Sun isn't giving me a big middle finger and saying,"I'm Hot, Bitch!!"
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