Played there same day as OP. Conditions weren't all that bad, just typical for this time a year. I will say the bunkers were more tracked up than usual. Which reminds me to point out wearing rubber-soled shoes is no excuse for not raking.
Oh, in one bunker I saw hoof prints. Cloven hoof prints! Either a feral hog ran through, or perhaps it was the devil. That would explain a lot.
