Preston Golf & Country Club

Played Preston GC on the nice, quiet, peaceful Sunday morning of 19 September 2021, my 127th different course in a little over 2 years. I loved the cute quack-crew greeting (ducks)! Nicona in the pro shop was a sweet lady - very accommodating and personable! I also really loved the serenity of the front 9. This section is only developed along two fairways (#2 & 3), and very well maintained with beautiful tree-lined fairways and immaculate greens. The par 3 #6 and #9 are especially scenic holes with beautiful lakes and landscape design. Hats off to the superintendent! The back 9 is more developed, with a fun challenging layout on the par 5 #10 which forces one to decide whether to lay up to avoid the creek or go for the green on their second shot. The par 3 #13 was kind of funky and needs r

Swampy fairways and dry greens, and the setup of Holes/ Tee boxes is a little confusing, and heaven forbid you Park the carts in the wrong area after use . . . The staff is nice though!

I have to start with this course is absolutely beautiful and the staff has always been friendly but everytime we go here it is very very slow (45 min behind pace, three groups waiting at a tee block slow) I seen three groups of 6 people playing together in front of us which makes for a long slow game. Otherwise a great course maybe send some people on the back nine to start or don't let groups of 6 play together.

Extremely impressive and well groomed course for such a small town. I had a great time and shot a personal best!

Short review: Best customer service I’ve ever received in my 25 years of living. Long review (part 2/2): (Continued from the other review) But instead, about an hour later, Eric gives me a call saying he found my wedge & that he will ship it to me. Elated, I give my sincerest thanks & offer to send him money for the postage. After all, shipping a golf club from Idaho to Chicago can’t be cheap. But he insists that he won’t accept any payment from me for mailing the club. Fast forward to sometime later, I’m back in Chicago & I receive a long rectangular-shaped package in the mail. Opening it up, I see my wedge that I had lost halfway across the country. I couldn’t believe it! But the wedge wasn’t exactly the way I had left it. Eric also had my club regripped. Let me repeat that, becaus