When my husband and I were newbies at the game, we decided one Sunday afternoon to try a new course. The fairways ran parallel to each other, separated by trees and shrubs. There was almost no one out there. My husband sliced his tee shot, and it landed between the two fairways. He was playing a Titelist 1. When he got to the ball, he discovered it was within a foot of another Titleist 1. He looked up and down the other fairway, but saw no one, so he lifted one of the balls to look for his mark. All of a sudden a big guy came running up to him screaming at him and holding his club as if he was going to hit him! He got right up in my husband’s face, who was trying to explain why he lifted the ball. I think if the guy didn’t see me approaching, he would have decked my husband. We went on to the next hole to get away from him, then informed the pro what happened when we finished, but the rest of the game was not fun. Animals don’t scare me, but whacked out humans do!