Newman Municipal Golf Course Tee Times

I am not a local but for a public course it is in pretty good shape 9hole course. Staff is friendly and accommodating. Practice green in great shape and you can chip and putt. Course layout not super difficult but challenging and scenic. City should be supportive of this nice course as they run inner city youth/parent tournaments and the fees as very affordable. If I lived and worked here, this course could be a favorite for me to play and work out my rough areas of my game. Nice little bar with food as an added bonus. Great morning round of golf! Would highly recommend! From Boston with love!

3 years ago

Paid $15 to walk 9 on a Thursday morning, and it’s 5 stars for the price. There were a few others playing, but I never had to wait for anyone or had anyone waiting on me. Condition was better than expected.. above average for a public course. Greens rolled nice and had minimal ball marks. Fun course and nice staff. I look forward to playing it again when I’m back in Ithaca.

3 years ago

The course was nice even though it was my first time ever going to a course and playing. Mind you I didnt do to bad. The lady at the desk was very nice and so weren't the others that were playing. Golf cart was in good shape too.

6 years ago

This was a great place to dock a boat and the bar is great to have in the clubhouse for a quick drink and theres food here too. I enjoyed it out here its so pretty when the sunsets.

7 years ago

I came to this golf course thinking it’d be a chill spot for a beginner like me, affordable, low-key, maybe even a little forgiving. Instead, the moment I pulled into the parking lot, I was ambushed by a swarm of college bros who started roasting me like it was a ritual sacrifice. It was like middle school gym class all over again, except this time I was sober and old enough to rent a car. I walk in to book a tee time, and the employee, who looked like he’d been grown in a vat of Axe body spray, joined in on the verbal abuse. He handed me a golf cart that squealed like a dying rodent and smelled like boiled carpet. The insults were next level. They called me “Chuckle Nuts,” “Beef Lasagna,” and said my scalp looked like “a menopausal mermaid’s crotch.” I’d be offended if I didn’t feel so spiritually seen. But here’s the twist: I’m into it. Deeply. Existentially. I have a humiliation kink that blossoms under UV light and pine trees. The cruelty? Chef’s kiss. After hole one, I excused myself into the bushes for a quick spiritual recalibration, and let’s just say I left a piece of my soul (and maybe something else) behind. 10/10, will absolutely return. Thank you for the unsolicited ego death. See you freaks next weekend.

10 months ago