What a day. From the moment we got on the road to when we arrived it was a great day. As we teed off and looked out toward lake michigan I was grateful and thought wow how cool this place is, an homage to Scotland. As the holes passed one after another…
Walked on to play 9 holes.. Tees were playing up on hole 3. Lofted a 9 iron that disappeared. We though it bounced over the green, but subsequently found in the hole.
During my Monday Ladies League I hit my shot into the 11th hole, a 115 yard par 3. I took less club and aimed away from the left side, as the pin was placed behind the bunker (and bunkers terrify me.) Imagine my unhappiness when my ball went toward that…