Well, let me tell ya ’bout this place, the Links at Carillon. It’s a golf course, ya know, where folks go to whack little balls with sticks. Golf course, that’s what they call it.
This ain’t just any ol’ field, mind you. They say it’s a “links” course, which I reckon means it’s got hills and bumps and all sorts of sandy spots. Sounds like my backyard after the chickens get done with it! But fancier, I guess. They got these things called “hazards” too. Dunes, tall grass, and these deep holes they call “pot bunkers.” Sounds like a lotta trouble to me, but the golfers seem to like it. They say it makes the game more “challenging.” Hmph, try chasing a runaway pig, that’s challenging!
Anyways, this Links at Carillon, it’s a big place. They say it’s got 27 holes. I don’t know what that means exactly, but it sounds like a lot. Must take a whole day to play all them holes. And it’s right off I-55 and Weber Road. Easy to find, I guess, if you know where you’re going. I sure don’t go wanderin’ around highways much.
- They got rules too, you know. Like those young whippersnappers, they can’t be drivin’ around in those golf carts. Gotta walk, I guess. Good for ’em, teaches ’em some manners.
- And if you’re an old-timer, like me, well, they got special deals for ya. They call ya a “senior” if you’re over 60. Guess I’m a senior then, even though I don’t feel a day over 40, ha! And you get to use them golf carts, which is good, ’cause my knees ain’t what they used to be.
People say this course is real pretty. “Picturesque,” they call it. I ain’t sure what that big word means, but I reckon it means it’s nice to look at. And they keep it mowed all nice and neat. Unlike my lawn, which looks more like a hayfield most of the time. But hey, who’s got time for mowin’ when there’s chores to be done?
Now, they got this fancy talk about “tee times” and reservations. Sounds complicated. You gotta call ahead and book a time to play, I guess. Can’t just show up and start whacking balls, apparently. And they talk about “par” this and “par” that. Something about how many times you’re supposed to hit the ball. Seems like a lot of fuss to me. I just hit the ball ’til it goes in the hole, simple as that!
I heard some folks talkin’ ’bout “birdies” and “eagles.” Sounds like they’re talkin’ ’bout animals, but it’s got somethin’ to do with golf, I guess. And then there’s this “albatross” thing. Three under par, they say. Sounds like a lucky shot to me. I’d be happy just to hit the ball straight!
Someone told me that the word “links” comes from some old Scottish word, “hlinc” or somethin’ like that. Means “rising ground” or a “ridge.” Well, I’ll be! Who knew them Scottish folks were talkin’ about golf way back when? They also say it just means a golf course, plain and simple. So, a golfer might say, “I can’t come over and help ya with the garden today, I’m gonna go hit the links”.
Folks go out there to the Links at Carillon Golf Course and they have a good time. Even when the weather’s bad. They say the course is always in good shape. And that’s important, I reckon. Nobody wants to play golf in a mud puddle. It’s on South Carillon Drive in Plainfield, Illinois. Not that I’ve ever been, but I hear things, you know.
And they say the prices are good too. “Best rates in the area,” someone told me. Well, that’s important, ain’t it? Golf ain’t cheap, I hear. All them fancy clubs and balls and shoes… It adds up, I tell ya. So if you’re gonna go play golf, you might as well go somewhere that won’t break the bank.
So, there you have it. That’s what I know about this Links at Carillon place. Sounds like a nice enough spot for folks who like to hit little balls with sticks. Me? I’ll stick to my chores, thank you very much. But if you’re a golfer, I reckon you might want to check it out. Just remember to book your tee time and watch out for them hazards! And if you see an old lady like me wanderin’ around, don’t mind me. I’m just lost, as usual.
