
Muni’s On The Mend – Municipal Golf Gets A Facelift
People do things for different reasons! Therefore it would seem that groups of people (like elected officials, park boards, city councils or mayors) do things for different reasons.

People do things for different reasons! Therefore it would seem that groups of people (like elected officials, park boards, city councils or mayors) do things for different reasons.

QUESTION: Should golfers in Minnesota be forced to watch golf on a big screen TV in an attempt to cure the winter blahs?
ANSWER: No they should not, Bulrush Golf Club has everything included in the Golf Doctor’s prescription: Golf! Pizza! Beer!

FREE GOLF FOR THE ENTIRE MONTH OF DECEMBER! That’s right! Minnesota Golf Academy is giving golfers unlimited use of their indoor golf facility (Mon.-Fri. 7 am – noon) through the end of December.
Joseph Ruttger came to America, the land of opportunity, from Neuleiningen, Germany in 1883. By the spring of 1886 he had moved to Minnesota and

Aeration!! Aerification!! Punching the greens!!
Question: Why do golf course superintendents punch holes into their beautiful greens every fall, making them nearly unplayable for the balance of the season?
Answer: Aeration is a necessary evil.

When the opportunity to write a story about Girvan Grille at Edinburgh USA popped up, I jumped on it like a chicken on a June bug. Constantly traveling in the golf community as I do, one quickly learns that “word of mouth” is, by far, the best marketing tool.

Danny’s Story
StoneRidge Golf Club was opened in 2000 by Dave Kloeber and Mike McGrath. It has become a premier course in the Twin Cities but never had a venue worthy of showcasing executive Chef Ron Bohnert’s award winning cuisine. After our extensive remodel, a member volunteered the name Danny’s in honor of Mike and Jeanne’s youngest son.

The end of Daylight Savings Time signals the abrupt end to another golf season in Minnesota. The lofty goals most golfers set for themselves as they anticipate the start of another golf season never came to fruition.

I know a guy who calls himself “The Walking Eagle.” He’s quite a character and a lot of fun to play golf with. He’s earned the name, he says, because he’s so full of crap that he can’t fly.