Last Monday, played Ballyneal (
http://www.ballyneal.com/). Picked a friend up at the Omaha airport on my way through the day before and we stayed in scenic North Platte, Nebraska before heading down the next morning.
Played 36 holes (all-day rate was a flat $275) with a single caddy, who lugged both of our bags all day.
Thus far I had played some pretty good golf courses, and I hope to play them all again someday. That said, Ballyneal was on a level all its own. In some ways it was similar to Erin Hills - remote location, no out of bounds, native grass lining the fairways in which you could often find your ball - although it was a bit thicker and more of a crapshoot here than Erin Hills. It also wound its way through rolling hills. But there is quite a bit more elevation change at Ballyneal, and rather than an "out and back" hole routing where the holes run alongside each other, Ballyneal winds around through the hills on what is certainly a larger plot of land, and there is a more solitary feel since the holes are more spread out.
While wayward shots were probably more punitive than Erin Hills, the fairways themselves were also quite a bit wider so it was more difficult to get in trouble. The greens themselves were also quite memorable, many of them featuring large swales which created zones, and you didn't want to end up in the wrong one. The twelfth green is the most obvious example of this...words cannot do it justice.
Ballyneal also seems to take some pride in its remote setting. It requires seven miles of dirt road to get there
And your arrival is noted by a small sign by the side of the road, with no holes or structures visible from the entrance
Upon arrival, we were immediately accosted by the course mascot and impossibly friendly cat, Bunker
For those who don't like cats, Bunker was a lot like a dog. He enjoyed having his belly scratched and would hang out around the clubhouse, stalking both insects and people that came near. When we came back through after the first round I found him curled up on a chair near the front door
The first hole is a short par-4 which plays uphill. There is nothing overly tricky about it, thus adhering to the philosophy many architects have about leading with a hole that can get people off to a good start.
There were apparently only a dozen or so people playing all day, but we went off directly behind a foursome. They were actually quicker than the two of us and we never had to wait on them. They can be seen here off in the distance, on the green of the long par-4 2nd hole which measures nearly 500 yards.
The 2nd tee is also the high point on the course. Turning to the left, here is a picture looking towards the west. In the foreground is the first green, and off in the distance is the 4th green and the 7th fairway.
It was said that the short par-4 3rd (under 150 yards from the back tee) was the first hole designed, and the rest of the course unfolded from there. It's got a green which sits in a bowl and right hole locations like this are nearly blind from the back tees.
The first round we got some unexpected rain, particularly on the 4th hole. This picture is from the fourth tee in our afternoon round, when the view was much clearer. It is the longest hole on the course but still possibly reachable with a good drive. It plays down off the tee and then back up to the green.
This is a shot of the 7th green from the 4th fairway. The grass flows continuously between these two holes.
The 6th hole is a long (480 yards) uphill par-4 which probably plays into the wind more often than not. It's also a blind tee shot, only upon walking up to the fairway do you see that it's one of the widest landing areas on the course. Our caddy gave us the wrong line to take off the tee. In the first round I did the unthinkable and hit a straight drive only to end up in a bunker to the left of the fairway. The second time I ignored his advice and hit a drive which he claimed would be right of everything only to find it in the fairway.
As is often the case with long par-4s, the green is fairly manageable with no greenside bunkers, just a couple of collection areas (although the one right of the green was fairly deep).
The course flaunts convention by not handicapping holes even and odd on each nine. They just number them hardest to easiest regardless of where they fall on the course - as I was unable to find a rating/slope for this course it's possible it's never been rated and that may be the reason they can do this. Anyway, the sixth hole is the #1 rated hole on the course.
On a course full of unique holes, the 7th may be the most interesting of them all. It's a short par-4 of not longer than 350 yards, the last 100 yards of which plays to a green which sits in a swale. In this picture you can see the top of the flag off in the distance, just to the left of a greenside bunker.
Here is a view from the fairway. I yanked my wedge, which landed up on the hill and fed down to the green...and into the bunker. My friend also yanked his wedge, but since it was a few yards deeper it held the green.
The green complex itself is very long and narrow, so I imagine the hole would play a lot different with front right or back pin positions.
Note: the yardage book lists six possible settings for each hole, A-F. For the 7th, there is one setting all the way back, but the other five are clustered in the middle and front of the green.
The 8th hole is a short par-5 - one of only three par-5s on the course - and one of the easier holes by par. Here is where my second shot ended up, behind and to the left of the green, but playable.
This is probably the favorite picture that I took all day. It is from the 9th tee looking back down the 8th hole. I took this same picture both rounds but am using the afternoon round pic here since it looks better with the sun out.
One of the unique things about Ballyneal is the teeing grounds: there are no tee markers and you can tee off wherever you feel like - perhaps this has something to do with the course not being rated. This picture is from the 13th tee. It basically requires hitting over the back part of the 12th green (foreground) and is a balmy 510 yards from this box. In the afternoon round I pummeled a drive and still had a full 6-iron in and was able to get a par, which was probably my most satisfying accomplishment of the day.
Turtle in a bunker on the 13th. Wanted no part of us and gtfo as soon as we came along.
Picture from the 13th green looking back down the hole - clubhouse and lodge complex in the distance.
Here is an example of the "tee off wherever you want" philosophy. This is just off the 13th green, and is not an actual teeing ground, just a flat area. The caddy recommended teeing off here, so we did. Note the other divots in this area as it was apparently a popular option to slogging up a hill to the right to the back tee.
Another great thing about the course was the variety of length of holes. Of the eleven par-4s, two were over 500 yards, four were between 400-500 yards, and five were under 400 yards. The 352 yard 14th hole was one of the short ones, a dogleg with a large dropoff right of the green and a visual which obscures the left side of the green on approach and mentally steers you to that collection area.
The par-3 distances were just as good of a mix. Only one is over 200 yards, the 15th. It clocks in at 237 yards from the back, but plays downhill and likely downwind most of the time. The green is at the bottom of a bowl so most shots hit close to the green will feed on.
This picture was from a slightly obscured tee that we played from in our afternoon round. The 11th green can be seen in the distance.
The 17th is a rambling par-4 which plays back towards the clubhouse off in the distance. Here is me and my friend on that tee in the afternoon round. I am one giving the Phil-approved thumbs-up while trying to keep a cigar lit in an attempt to finish it before the end of the round.
Here is a picture at dusk from our lodge room. Other guests were playing bocce ball on the lawn which doubles as a chipping area.
Not pictured, the property features a full bar and a separate restaurant, both of which were ridiculously nice and the food was outstanding.
The next morning I got down to the clubhouse early to get our clubs so we could head to our next destination, Bear Dance near Colorado Springs. The only one there to greet me was Bunker, who was hanging out on his favorite chair. Scratched him until someone showed up and we got our sticks and hit the road.
Will post about Bear Dance in the next day or so, but suffice it to say Ballyneal was the highlight of a trip with a lot of golf highlights.