Golf courses are usually where ego goes to stretch its legs. But then there’s this one in Tennessee that politely ignores all that and goes straight for your attention span instead.
You show up thinking it’s about birdies and scorecards. Then the landscape casually interrupts your thoughts like, “Actually, look at me for a second.” And you do.
Because the fairways roll like they were designed by someone who got distracted by the view halfway through planning anything technical. Mist hangs over the valley like it’s part of the course design. The hills don’t frame the game…