Great club for social activities. Very active membership, great groups to join and outstanding food. This club has it all! Did I mention the FRIENDLY members?
The course is much better since Walter was fired and his loathsome horticulture has been outgrown. I have never played on greens where the fringes were like cart paths, such was life under Walter's reign. The BHCC that I recalled had pure greens that were 12 on the STIMP, small, tricky, undulated and pure. Walter did his best to turn BHCC into RB Inn South, and thank the Gods they fired him. Then, perhaps related, someone sabotaged the 2 green and that still has not recovered, I hate to say. But with all of these aside, the course is brilliant. I hit the ball a mile, and BHCC makes me pay. How many have I put OB on this narrow course? Thousands. Every hole offers a chance of being ball in pocket on the tee, as such, I recommend pockets with holes. Seldom do the adjacent homes kick you back into play, and far too often do you have a plush lie just one foot out of bounds, anywhere else and you would play it, you would, but the point-game crew at BHCC don't roll like that. Lead by Rocky the Honorable, aka the field Marshall of all rules, think Soup Nazi of recreational golf who hits an inside out fade to 10 feet every time and then stands over your ball and the stakes to properly confirm you need to go re-hit, and there you have it. Don't go off-line. Yes, nearly every par 4 can be hit with a sandwedge if you're long, but at what cost? At what cost? So much to risk. The same goes for the Par 5's, each one infinitely reachable, and yet a few (#4 and #17), offer death at every turn. The new lake on #17 is epic, in fact, I wager it is a huge middle finger to the aforementioned Walter, as if the club and new staff are building high rises on the old battlefields of oppression. #17 is truly a great hole of the county, and yes, I have hit the best shot in the history of that hole, a 257 yard high fade that started left of the high gum trees and OB, over the entire lake, and stuck dead to 9 feet. Did I three putt? Who are you that reads this!
I will say the course is one of the best deals in town as far as reasonable membership goes, and while Rodney Dangefield might say it's the dance of the living dead, I will show you plenty of snotty little single digit types and the standard fair of every private club (and no, I'm not a member, which should give you all the more relief). What is rare here is the point game crew, and some other sweet tribes that call BHCC their own. Did you know the club champ is akin to Jiro the sushi chef of Tokyo fame? He only aims for the middle of the green and you will never beat him. Fujimoto? I met him once, it was like meeting a samurai, I don't even know if it happened, but ever since I've putted great.
Dino and Larry will call you cheap, because you are (or at least, I am) - The Navarros will drink all the good wine and talk about every missed putt, but don't you dare say the word yip. There is the godfather Frank, there is Norm (an entry all to itself, say, under Christmas trees) and there is Monty. Monty is not my biggest fan because I called out a cruise I won a number of years back, but let's be clear, it sucked. Still, he is a helluva pro and runs a great ship and if you love golf and good times and gambling and stories, why wouldn't you join here? What? Because of #16? I agree it's such a weak par 3, but you still can't hit that green half the time. And #9 and #12, I know not of two harder par 3's back to back in the county. Make a pair of 3's there and you have done well, lad.
Go pump some drives OB, get beat by 13 handicaps who one-putt every green, go play poker against Danny and Buckenmeyer, and just when you think you've stepped into shark infested waters, out comes the good wine and liars poker. You will pay, yes, but just have another Prisoner or Ferrari Chardonnay courtesy of Armando and you will feel right as the mail, for, dare I say indeed, there is no better spot in town.