David F.
Google
It's hard to believe it exists. Playing White Clouds is like running into a Sasquatch along the highway and then it beats your ass. Then you go back the next day and it does it again, but this time shares some cookies, then you become secret friends. Don't worry about bringing enough golf balls to White Clouds because you will find many. Absurdly challenging course, so look at the map and flyover, but the the view is sweet. It's usually not very busy so you'll find it relaxing. White Clouds gives you a chance to be a part of some bizarre golf mythology in the crisp thin air of high mountain ridges. Last time an elk bugled in my backswing, and when I turned to look, there were fifty of them. Play it a second time after you've learned the secrets.