Played the Dream with my two "shit, another damn par" buddies on Sunday... played the Nightmare yesterday and today... am frazzled. Had perfect weather (light breeze, partly sunny, 70s)... nobody ahead nobody pushing all three rounds... saw turkeys, deer and the squawky horny-as-hell peacock that chases visiting geesettes. Fairways were absurdly wide (didn't matter, balls were still going OB right and left) and exquisitely groomed; lots of sand and water, huge greens were painted cement... many three putts... much anger and swearing. The boys bitched about their "abysmal" low 80s scores - I was perfectly happy breaking 100 (94, 96 and 91).