My day at Silver Lakes Golf Club
I have to give a little backstory on this to get you to fully understand where I am coming from when I tell my tale of Silver Lakes.
I’m from Las Vegas, been here my whole life. Nothing much shocks me anymore. I’ve pretty much seen it all. Not that that’s a good thing, believe me, there are some things that I wish I could get out of my head, but that’s Vegas for ya.
My wife is from a small, small, very small town in Northeast Alabama.
I freaking love the place. Her family has been farming there for decades. Cotton and soybean are their main crops, and they have a lot! That part of Alabama is so beautiful it’s almost surreal. That’s coming from a desert dweller. The farmland of Northern Alabama is stunning, the colors, the trees, THE TREES. Holly crap there is some big ass trees. There are weeds out here in Vegas that can be mistaken for trees if you are not from around here, so you’ll have to excuse me if I get excited about them. I could talk for days about all the things that I love about Alabama, but instead, I’m just going to talk about one of them, Silver Lakes.
My tee time was set for 11:00 am.
I left the house about 9:30 am. I wanted to get there early enough to hit the range and also I had not a clue to where I was going. Rural Alabama is no Vegas. I took me about forty minutes to get there and it was well worth it. To get to the course you have to drive through a small housing development (where I now want to move to!) with some of the most amazing looking homes you’ll find anywhere. I pulled up to the clubhouse, a great looking clubhouse it was and couldn’t wait to get started. Paid my green fees and headed out to the range.
I didn’t bring my clubs.
Traveling with three adults and two kids under the age of five sure make it hard to toss fit a set of clubs and still have room in the car for you. So I decided to rent a set. I was a bit disappointed in the rental clubs. For such an amazing facility the rental clubs sucked. Old Big Bertha Callaway’s on graphite shafts. They came with a Driver, 3W, 3I, 5I, 7I, 9I, SW and a putter. Not your ideal set of clubs to be playing with, but it had to do.
On the range, I encountered what would be my nemesis for the rest of the day, humidity. WOW! I have experienced humidity before. The wife and I honeymooned in Aruba back in 2005. But never have I played a round of golf in the stuff. Hats off to all you players in the South, I don’t know how you do it.
The first real difference I noticed between Vegas and Alabama was the ground. It was so soft. I normally don’t take a large divot, sometimes not even a divot at all, but out in Alabama, oh my God if you look at the ground it makes a divot. First thought NO FAT SHOTS, the ball won’t go ten feet if I hit a fat shot out here, and I might break a club!
I got to the first tee a bit early just to see what was going on.
“If you suck bad, play these tees, if you suck, but not bad play these tees. If you don’t think you suck plays theses and if you know you’re good to play these.
The starter was fantastic.
The one thing that I will never forget about Silver Lake
All in all I had a wonderful time and can’t wait to play there again. I ended up with a 105. Best round so far!