The course certainly lives up to its name, at least the marshes part of it as they are everywhere. Behind you, on many tee boxes; in front of you more often than you would wish for on other tee boxes. Bordering all of the narrow fairways making the dog legs very treacherous particularly on blind shots and as you would now expect, we also had to shoot over marshes to the green.
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| You really want me to shoot over this? |
This being said, the Eagle Marsh is a gorgeous and most enjoyable to play. Designed by Tom Fazio the Younger, it is reputed to be «The Most Challenging Course On The Treasure Coast». Tommy prides himself in designing difficult courses and the Eagle Marsh surely is. The routing is always unexpected and each hole seems to be unique, and isolated from all others (you hardly ever see more than one hole at at time), each is a visual treat. Pure poetry. We took time to «smell the flowers» and enjoy the wildlife as much as the lanscape. Especially Brenda, my official photographer on this adventure. You will be able to enjoy more of her work in Picasa albums to be linked at a later date.
My new Garmin Golf GPS proved to be quite handy at Eagle Marsh as I was able to not only measure distances to the green but also to many hazards, visible or invisible to the naked eye. Many thanks to Julie, Sean, Lexa, Frankie and Al for their thoughtful present. Knowing the exact distances allows for better course management, even if one has to trample on his ego and lay-up more often than not. In spite of the techno help, the four of us managed to sacrifice nearly two dozen golf balls to the water (or marsh?) gods.
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| Sandhill Cranes |
The good news, however, is that the $20 discount we each had on our green fees more than payed for the lost balls. We took it with good humour, and by the end of the round we did not see the holes as par 4s or par 5s but as four balls or five balls, lost by the group per hole, and laughed as they splashed or disappeared out of sight. In spite of personally losing six balls overall, I saw a slight improvement in my score, shooting an even 100. A long way from shooting my age! My sister insists that I would have a better chance of shooting my weight. I had good holes and bad holes but the only birdies for us on that day are those pictured here. I will leave you with one more picture. Until next time!
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| Marsh crossing |
My new Garmin Golf GPS proved to be quite handy at Eagle Marsh as I was able to not only measure distances to the green but also to many hazards, visible or invisible to the naked eye. Many thanks to Julie, Sean, Lexa, Frankie and Al for their thoughtful present. Knowing the exact distances allows for better course management, even if one has to trample on his ego and lay-up more often than not. In spite of the techno help, the four of us managed to sacrifice nearly two dozen golf balls to the water (or marsh?) gods.
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