Ahh, Bonnie Doon, that's what the course was called. It was right next to an ex garbage tip where we used to ride our minibikes. The constabulary never used to bother us back then, until a few deviates thought it would be fun to use a few of the bunker edges as jumps as there was very little to jump off at the tip. It just so happened the greens were the landing place. Geez, big messes were made of some greens....and we were wondering why golfers were hiding in bushes and taking big swings with their clubs....I don't think anybody realised how much work went into creating a good green, we were just kids left to our own devices on motorbikes. The big guy on the CT110 postie bike chasing us was fun though. Eventually someone got poleaxed by a rope held up by a couple of golfers and that put a stop to any more GolfMX. Not only did the kid end up in Prince Henry Hospital, he also had to face the magistrate. We had to go to Tempe tip soon after as they put up a big fence around our old tip. Kids....who'd have 'em