Calder: Fondly regard obstacles.

This one is representative of the short-lived period of time post-Renaissance when RUBBISH MARAUDERS would take to their LITTER CRUISERS and plunder the depths of the ocean, in an attempt to keep the seas free of waste and toxin.

The task proved to be rather difficult, due to the terrifying monsters and deformed lusii who had recently acquired a vicious taste for blood. So large were the numbered casualties that the operation had to be shut down in its entirety, with the begrudging compromise to abandon any plans of oceanic recovery and shuttle all of the planet's trash to the BLACK MOON for disposal from then on.

Also, this hole is an absolute nightmare to putt in due to the ship sails, but that is only something for you to worry about on the off chance that your FIRST PICK SWING lands here.