Lake Wauberg, Gainesville, FL

Doug's Coward of the County memories:
Love Sickness Cake-o-rama.  2
Love Pleasure Ain't nothin' like pain, brother.  1


Oh yes, Lake Wauberg (pronounced "Wah-t-the-heck-were-we-thinking").  Some of the least pleasant moments of my life were on this course.  Now, before you write this off as a totally worthless course, let me qualify that a bit.

See, the main reason it was unpleasant for me is that I'm a dyed-in-the-yellow-wool coward and I spent a great deal of time off the fairway, walking blindly into spider webs the size of a double-wide (I was going to link "double wide" to this radio station I listened to in Virginia which called itself the Rock and Roll Double Wide but I can't remember what station it is and Rock and Roll Double Wide doesn't show up in a web search... alas) with these MONSTER spiders on them that I'm told are banana spiders and completely harmless, jumping at every slithery noise because the place just screams SNAKE!!! at the top of its rain-foresty lungs, not to mention the fact that it's always hot and humid and just generally unpleasant and, well, isn't that enough?

I don't remember much about the course, actually, just that it's really short (listed at 3807 feet) and I never want to go back.  So let's say that if you're good with spiders and can tell a poisonous snake from a friendly one so you won't spend your time worrying about that and you're accurate enough with your drives that you don't spend too much time lost in the depths of the jungle and you really like 95 degrees with 100 percent humidity then you really do owe it to yourself to get down there and play.


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