Black Bear is self-described as the "recreational golfer's paradise". Uh-oh. That sounds like a euphemism for shitty and unkempt if I ever heard one but hey, we got a good tee time deal, and it's winter conditions, so I'll keep the expectations nice and low.
Look, I know fuckall about course design, but this place seems alright to me so far.
The start of the back nine, which meanders deeper into the mountain woods.
The next hole, a little par 3, runs back down the slope. Another green, another three-putt.
Keeping with the theme of the day I hit the 18th green... and then three-putted. It was a banner round for me as I hit over half the greens in reg. But any satisfaction I might've felt about that was eclipsed by a exceptional display of ineptitude with the putting portion of the game. I am out of sorts; lately when I get the putter in hand I can honestly say that I am not quite sure of what is supposed to happen next. On the bright side my misses almost all seem to be well past the hole. You would think that to compensate for a very consistent miss such as this would be a simple matter. Let me tell you, it's not. What are you gonna do.
Black Bear was a nice course for our couples-golf needs. Again this was a fast winter round, so not much time to pause and look around but hey, we both had fun and at the end of the day, what more can you hope for out of a round of golf? Or life itself really?