Hawk's Landing? More like Hack's Landing! Wow - what a disappointment.
Playing Stats:
Played 11/16/23, a Thursday. Tee time was 9:20am. Tee off temp was around 45-50°. Partly cloudy skies.
Hawks Landing - Matt
This golf course has been on my radar for years - ever since I first drove by it when driving on 84. I was so excited to finally play this course, and it's fair to say - like a kid getting picked last to play a pickup game of basketball - I was sad. I'm gonna start by giving you one of my final thoughts while on the course. Usually when I am coming up to the 15th-ish hole I start getting sad and want the day to just keep going. This was not the case. I was SO ready to get the fuck off those grounds as soon as possible and keep it in my rearview mirror forever. Okay, now that you're full of suspense of whether I liked it or not...
Hawk's Landing is a solid contender for the worst golf experience I've ever had.
I don't really even know where to begin, but I guess I'll go chronologically.
We get to the parking lot excited to be one of the first cars there. We go to check in and pay our $40 for 18 holes and a cart - a decent price for fall golf for sure. That is until we got to our carts. Literally held together by duct tape (Brad has a picture). I've never seen worst golf carts.
Then we get to the first 'tee'. No markers, dimpled boxes. Just felt like an after thought. They were wide and level to be fair. Because of the group we had playing a 2man bestball, we decided to let whichever twosome won the last hole decided where we play from.

From the first hole it was apparent that this course was Frankensteined together to stretch out the par as high as possible. Playing as a par 71 but this ground and the design was most likely originally thought out to be a par 65. The course was very wet despite a stretch of dry weather. The fairways were barely mown, the leaves were scattered and hardly addressed frequently (maybe they do one hole per day...???). I liked the rough, it was deep and challenging. The greens were shaggy and slow. The pin locations hadn't been moved in a long time evidenced by the scalloping around the cup (you could see the 6 inch diameter turtleback around each cup which happens when we all step near the cup to bend down and pick up our ball once holed). The traps were compacted, non-raked, footprint (both human and goose) riddled shitshows.
We finished our 9 holes in about 2 hours and made the turn promptly having no one in front of us. Only to be immediately halted by the SLOWEST group of OLD men who were sent (or just decided to go) off the back. We proceeded to wait on the 10th tee for about 8 minutes before finally teeing off (mind you the old guys were already in the fairway when we got to the tee). We then waited an addition 10ish minutes before hitting our 2nd shots to the green. I'll let Brad comment about what else happened on this hole with the grounds crew.
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14th hole tee box
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This RIDICULOUSLY SLOW play continued for an additional 2 holes (17 minutes on a 250yf par 4, 13 minutes on a 150yd par 3). We played the par 3 quickly and rushed to the 13th tee box to ask to play through. They ignored us and kept walking like one of the guys was squeezing his cheeks so tight to avoid losing his prunes at any moment [ yeah...picture that]. So we said Fuck it and just skipped this hole. To be fair to the course (kind of) when we were on the 14th hole a 'ranger' came by and we told him about that group. He said he was just the mechanic so he would talk to them, but couldn't do much more. In the mean time about 5 groups had stacked up behind those farts. We were just glad to be in front of them. Admittedly, though the 14th hole was a stunning golf hole.
We finally finished, and got the hell out of there as quickly as possible. None of us happy, none of us really having a pleasant experience, none of us planning on coming back. Overall the course had some nice looking holes, had decent greens complexes, had good rough, had a bad layout, an arbitrary distance for most of the holes, a poor vision, and a severe lack of focus on the golfers experience.
Now that that dark cloud of a 'golf' 'course' is behind me, I'm excited to discuss the highlight of the day.
Paul Gregory's Bistro - Matt
This place was an absolute find! And must visit to all of the readers of this blog. Paul Gregory's was located in an old factory building in downtown Southington. It was clean, crisp, modern, and cozy all at the same time.
When you entered the baker greeted us and was funny and pleasant. We got our table and she got us our coffee. The coffee was a mild medium strength with 'ok' flavor. Nothing bold for sure. Definitely could use more beans to strengthen it up, didn't have real cream, had to use creamers (coffee 5/10). The meal however was great!
I got my usual. 2 eggs over medium, home fries, wheat toast, and bacon. The eggs were a bit over cooked (they were over medium-well). The wheat toast was from a homemade loaf. The bacon was perfectly cooked.
The home fries were close to great. They were clearly home made, pan seared, but a bit bland. Minimal seasoning detracted from the near perfect consistency. Only other thing I would have loved would have been to have one side of the home fry cooked a bit more just to get that touch of a different consistency. Overall the experience from door to door was phenomenal though. My coffee and meal was just shy of $15. On the expensive side, but in my opinion for the overall experience was phenomenal! (8.0/10)
Hawks Landing - Brad
Disclaimer: I did attempt to avoid using R-rated language in this review. In the end, that effort was impossible.
Hawks Landing is 50 pounds of shit stuffed into a 10 pound sack.
The staff at the clubhouse were kind and upbeat and one can only deduct that this is a symptom of Stockholm syndrome. Once you leave the warm glow of the human connection inside the clubhouse you are slapped in the face with the reality of the course you are about to play. The first omen of things to come was the carts. Ripped seats, body panels hastily duct taped and debris from countless rounds of snacks and drinks left the impression that when not in use on the course these carts are being used to reenact the Fast and the Furious franchise.
Matt has done an ample and commendable job on describing the tee boxes, course overall and play in general so I will just fast forward to the 10th hole.
After letting a twosome play through on the front nine we found a decent pace as one of the first groups on the course for the morning. Without stopping at the clubhouse at the turn, we drove straight to the 10th tee and as it turned out directly at the doorstep of hell.
There was a foursome in the fairway. Odd. Not the twosome we had been behind. Three walkers and one player with a cart. Odd. The downhill dogleg left hole was narrow and filled with leaves. Weeks or months of leaves and there was a groundskeeper on a large John Deere tractor blowing them out of the fairway into the woods on either side.
The foursome, now clear of our impending tee shots, ambled slowly towards the green. The tractor man was driving towards us. We teed off despite this obstacle. Two players hit left into the woods. One was right. I found the left side of the fairway in an area freshly cleared of leaves. The other three players in our group played shots into the leafy fairway. As I approached my ball to protect it from the advancing hurricane of wind coming from the leaf blower, the driver kept advancing towards me. He did not acknowledge me in any way. I had to run and pick up my ball so he would not drive over it. It was as if I did not exist.
When the exhaust fumes and jet powered leaves had settled we were faced with a terrible reality. The foursome weren't even on the green after a long wait for the leaf man to exit the scene. I am a big proponent of the elderly being active. Of those that helped pave the way for the rest of us to be in the world and enjoy life. With that said, these four were the worst of golf in one group. 20 min per hole is offensive. We got up early to play 18 there. They cut in line and when confronted about it, they stared blankly in our faces. As if we did not exist. We had to skip a hole because they would not let us through. WE HAD TO SKIP A HOLE. Offensive.
It is not my intention to be nasty or pejorative towards others in my reviews but as was the case here there was nothing redemptive about the experience. I could mention the quality of the green complexes of all 17 holes we played. They are well done with wide fringes, ample run ups, and well maintained greens but it is impossible to balance that reality with the rest of the course and the people on it. I am going to have a pint later and make a toast to the next course review being the opposite of this one.
This course is perfect for anyone who does not care about golf. 4.0
Paul Gregory's Bistro - Brad
I don't know Paul Gregory personally but I like his brand of chef. This establishment is well thought out, bright and clean and the menu is a testament to experimenting with food. One special menu item was pancake tacos. Say that out loud with me. PANCAKE TACOS. I did not get those in fear that the carbo-over-load would hit me four holes into the round so I opted for their biscuits and gravy. It was simple, with scratch made biscuits and full of flavor. The coffee was decent and always flowing. The staff were kind and you can tell they really care.
This spot is worth the trip. 8.3