Branson Golf Hits The Big Time

From Familiar Courses To New Ozarks National, Country Music Mecca Comes Up Aces As A Midwest Must

I’d seen this movie before, or variations of it. Dozens of times. But never while playing Branson golf.

I strike a pure sand wedge from 95 yards, sending the ball high against the autumn blue, then watch it light a few feet past the hole on a gentle ledge that, apparently, was flat enough to ward off the nasty backspin I’d managed to impart on the ball’s hide.

“Come back,” said one compadre.

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The 7th hole at Mountain Top, Branson, Missouri. Photo by Vic Williams

And so it did, slowly, as if scripted for maximum drama in more than a few golf flicks through the years. “Tin Cup” comes to mind. “The Legend of Bagger Vance.” The immortal “Caddyshack.”

We watched its backward progress, covering the 10 feet or so between divot and cup with almost imperceptibly increasing speed. Rolling, rolling …

And then it was gone.

My first ace in 46 years of battling this damned game.

I whooped. My friends whooped even louder. High fives. Hugs. That out-of-breath glow after four holes on Mountain Top, what might be the best 13-hole par 3 course in the nation, certainly in the southern Plains, definitely in Missouri, open only a year and carved through limestone Ozarks cliffs by Gary Player with impish and muscular glee.

Yeah, this place called Branson was growin’ on me quick.

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