A return to Crowbush Cove
I have long felt a little disconnected from the amount of press it received and where many golf publications placed it on their rankings of the country’s best.
And as an unabashed superfan of the small but mighty maritime province of Prince Edward Island, my less than glowing opinions on The Links at Crowbush Cove seemed at odds with almost everyone, not to mention a little mean-spirited to boot. It was just another example of an overhyped, modern construction project that was chock full of the standard design tricks of big grassy mounds, hundreds of snow-white bunkers, and an overemphasis on some supposedly unique feature that resembled words in a marketing plan or tourism strategy.
It was the word Links and the idea of the course being a true links course that bothered me. But perhaps I’ve had the wrong attitude about the still widely popular course.
So it was time to go back. And look at the course with new eyes. This time, rather than being a part-time Islander and cottager, I was closer to being a tourist, which is the target audience for which Crowbush was surely conceived.
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