One of the world's finest courses.
I enjoy a game of golf every now and then, but this place is way above my league.
There are two courses at Woodhall, which is also the home of the Amateur wing of British Golf.
I'm more used to hacking around municipal courses where there dosn't seem to be much difference between the fairway and the rough because there are so many divots - and no one bothers to replace them
A round here will set you back a good sixty quid in 2004 - so make sure your up to par !
I like the fact (from what I've seen of the course by walking) that the course has a very 'natural' feel to it, which means that you feel you are playing through a real landscape rather than a manicured man-made creation.
If you are the golfing type then there is also a cheaper second course (still 45 quid a round) and some others nearby - such as two at Skegness.
Lingering on from past glories
"Aimed at the 'grey power' consumer."
Woodhall Spa is to some extent living off past glories.
The Spa after which the town is named is long gone, although the building still lies in ruins.
It is crying shame that lottery or Millenium money could not be channelled into at least partially restoring it.
The demise of the spa may have had something to do with the fact that the 'Spa' was in fact a piece of 'spin' anyway as can be gleaned from the East Linsay (local Governement) site :
The story of the Spa began in the early 19th century, with an industrial mine shaft, that never actually produced any coal! Following flooding of the mine and the bankruptcy of the project financier, John Parkinson, the shaft was closed. Years later, when it was discovered that the metal cover to the shaft had become discoloured, the plate was lifted and the shaft was found to be full of water that had then overflowed into the ditches of Coalpit Wood.
Although there was no natural spring, the water was drawn up into a bath; this new discovery inspired incredible investment and Woodhall
It rather shows that the Victorians were the masters of spin long before the days of New Labour - and the name still persists to the present day.
The railway also went with theBeeching axe many years ago.
Despite these problems, the place still supports an inordinate number of hotels. They are mainly aimed at what might be called the 'grey power' market of retired people who want a walkable, flat, town with a few traditional diversions.
To that end several cafes, hotels,a cimema and more genteel sporting activities flourish.