Huron Meadows

Excellentbcourse for the money, was very good condition

We had I group of five tee off in front of us, two out of the five never played golf before… short story it took a little over 3 hours for the front 9 and after hole 11 we just left without completing our round … never saw a ranger the whole time we were there! Just brutal waiting 10 to 15 minutes on each tee box while watching to beginners hacking the coarse up.

The course was pretty wet and muddy on some holes because of recent thunderstorms. Lots of mosquitos (possibly due to recent rain) were hanging around even though I was covered in mosquito repellent.

Good shape for play golf and good price. Well maintained fairway and green. So wondeeful

SUPER DRY and hard ground even after the rainbow. Fairway wasn't as short as usual but its always a good course. Open, easy to play one ball.

Always enjoy playing a round at Huron Meadows. Course in good condition and greens are fairly quick. Nice variation in terrain. Great value.

The golf course itself is very well-kept and quite lovely. Not especially difficult, but quite a few holes are laid out specifically to keep you from hitting your driver from the tee. The clubhouse facility is nothing special, but adequate for checking in and grabbing a snack. No complaints there.

The pace of play, on the other hand, has been shockingly slow every time I’ve played here, and never have I ever seen a marshal riding the course to keep things moving. In actual fact, multiple times I’ve come off of the 18th green and seen the marshal golf cart parked and unoccupied at the clubhouse. Particularly on weekend afternoons when the course is especially crowded, it’s extremely important to have someone enforcing reasonable pace of play. It’s not just that the course is crowded & many of the players aren’t very good, rather it’s also because groups are out there goofing around with no idea of the implicit rules about pace and waving faster groups through. Today for example, we were stuck behind a foursome who had never played in their lives, who were removing their flip-flops and hitting every shot barefoot, before looking us in the eye and moving onto the next attempt with no thought of waving us through. We skipped a hole in order to get around them, and, although we did hit some other painfully slow groups on ahead of us fairly quickly, we certainly never saw the barefoot players again.