Thornapple 8
8
Par 3, 150 yards
A deer meets me at the 8th tee, then gracefully bounds into the woods.
I come up short with my 8-iron and then watch the front edge repel my pitching wedge and roll the ball down the hill, half a dozen paces off the green. I pitch to within 4 feet and sink the putt. 4.
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