(In review of the minigolf exclusively)
It is with unwavering heartfelt regret that I reccommend this mini-golf experience to you and your family.
There was just something in the air (later determined to be poop) on that fateful day when our family quietly entered this 18 course golfing arena through the broken gate north of the visitor centre.
The word disrepair is tossed around all to often these days, but let me assure you, that this course will disrepair its way into your heart.
The staff was kind enough to supply our right-handed family with a couple of left-handed putters resembling a tree splitting wedge welded onto metal rods. After a few puts with these hulking monoliths we decided to exchange them for a pair of their lithe any-handed counterparts.
Quickly scanning our sorroundings we were pleased to see multiple empty coolers and corona bottles lively strewn about the premises. This played a part in actively redefining the haute mini-golf landscaping us city folk had become accustom to.
Luckily the loose fre-form landscaping challenged us, as the course was about as difficult as a peanut butter sandwhich, and equally as impressive visually.
When we arrived at the 15th course we were greeted by a rock in the middle of our challenge. Finally, an obstacle we cried in joy! The joy didn't last long though as 15 was also complete with a strong downwind sewage smell. It was here where we decided this was no ordinary mini-golf. Long beach golf course sure knows how to create a full-fledged sensory difficulty experience. Should difficulty alone be defined by the put? No, this course was also redefining our definition of challenge.
As we passed the poop put zone, we began to notice that the numbers designating the course were dissapearing to the vines and shrubs that sorrounded us. If the course itself did not challenge you, the thrill-of-the-hunt for your next number surely will.
One word of caution from one thrill-seeker to another though, the bench that sits near the centre of the arena is not for the feint of heart, as chunks of wood spill from it, and it lilts to the side, barely able to sustain its own weight.
As we neared our final challenge, we had to clear the field of debris before we could begin.
The bin lid that the balls would fall into upon completion, was turfed into the centre of the course.
If i can conjour up any words to descibe Long Beach Golf Courses mini-put experience, it would be... Daringly Unkempt.
Too often do we have to experience courses that try to maintain any semblance of dignity, tidyness, sanitation, or for that matter, attention. Luckily for us, this was not one of those puts.
5/5 would...
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