We are duffers, every last one of us, and, as such, we deeply appreciate what club pros inevitably tell the media about their respective courses: "It's a tough-but-fair test of golf." We go for the fair part, which is why we love Encanto, a little gem of a track tucked away a few miles north of the State Capitol. We especially like the ninth hole, a longish par-4 with a fenced-in driving range to the left and a residential neighborhood to the right. Sand traps guard the hole on each side, and if you hit over the green, Godspeed to you. But if you do hit the little white ball long and straight twice (yeah, sure), you've got a chance for a par, depending on the pin placement. Every now and again, the evil groundskeeper will stick the hole on a ridge, where an ill-conceived stroke can lead to a four-putt. Now that's one place we've all been.