Eighteen biomes Eighteen worlds, eighteen ways to get wrecked.
Arctic ice, prehistoric jungle, tropical monkeys, spooky lightning-lit greens, steampunk
vents, rolling mountain boulders, alien teleportation, molten lava thermals. No two
worlds play the same, and there's always a new one waiting tomorrow.
Hover or tap a world to see what you're in for.
Links The wind decides. Read the flag. Steady coastal gusts pull every shot. Aim into the wind on long carries and let it shape your line. Parkland Plan your approach. Soft, tree-framed fairways. Some holes have garden sprinklers arcing across the fairway — fly through while they’re spraying and the ball drops short, so time the gap or loft over. Others have a winding brook to carry. Pick the line that opens the green. Heathland Stay on the fairway. Heather and gorse swallow stray balls — accuracy beats power. Watch for midge swarms drifting over the heather: fly a ball through one and it saps the carry so you drop short. Loft over them or thread the gap. Desert The dunes throw your ball. Baked hardpan runs forever, and a bounce on a dune face kicks down the slope — read the relief before you land. Stray into the soft waste sand and the ball plugs deep, costing you to escape. Target the firm flats. Mountain Time the boulders. Boulders roll across the fairway on a steady beat. Send your shot through a gap, loft it clean over them, or use the wind to curve around. OOB cliffs ring the holes too. Country Club The greens decide. Firm greens reject a hot approach — land it soft or run through the back. And on the 9th, mind the Captain’s Bunker sprawled across the front of the green: find it and it’s a one-stroke fine, on top of the sand. Then read a hard-breaking putt and time your release. Tropical Club up — the air is heavy. Thick humid air robs your carry, so shots fall short — take more club. Lagoons guard nearly every green. And mind the jungle edge: a cheeky monkey lurks there, and a ball that settles near it gets grabbed and lobbed somewhere new. Arctic Stay out of the drifts. Snow mounds bury a ball that lands in them. But the frozen ponds are slick — land on one and the ball skates across almost frictionless, so aim onto the ice for a long free skid, or watch it slide clean off your line. Forest Pinball through the trees. The air sits dead still under the canopy — no wind to shape a shot, so precision is everything. Clip a trunk and the ball caroms off it instead of stopping dead, so the tight line pays off or pings you into trouble. Loft over the low trees for the safe play. Savanna Read the dust devils. Spinning columns of dust drift across the fairway. Catch the rim turning your way and it flings the ball forward; catch the rim turning against you and it knocks it back; the middle just slows it. Read the spin and use it. The baked ground runs fast, too. Volcano Ride the heat. Lava kills on contact, but its thermals lift any ball flown close. Skim the edge for extra carry, or play wide and lose the bonus. Underwater Power gets you nowhere. The water is thick and long carries die fast — forget drives, this is precise short shots. But hunt the shimmering currents: land a ball on one and it sweeps it toward the green. The long ones are worth aiming for. Prehistoric Mind the tar — and the tail. Tar pits won’t end your hole the way water does, but the ball dies where it lands. And a colossal dinosaur off the edge swings its tail across the fairway on a beat: fly low through it sweeping toward the green and it flicks your ball forward — toward the tee, it knocks it back. Loft over the sweep, or time it for the forward flick. Medieval Mind the targets. Archers have ranged the marked targets on the ground. Fly your ball over one and a volley rains down that knocks the pace off it, leaving it short — no lofting clear. Route around the targets to keep your distance. Steampunk Read the vents. Brass vents are dotted around the fairway, each erupting steam on its own rhythm. Fly through a vent while it’s blowing and the ball loses most of its carry — so route around them, or wait for the quiet beat and time your shot through. Spooky Read it in the flashes. A tight pool of light follows your ball; everything past it is gloom. Lightning flashes briefly light the whole hole — read the layout in those moments, then commit from memory. Sweet Everything is springy. Bouncy fairways send the ball bounding on — and the candy itself is springy: gummy bears, candy-cane trees and chocolate fountains all bounce it off and play on, never stopping it dead. Plan where it finally settles, not where it touches down. Only the greens are sticky enough to hold an approach. Cosmic Gravity is a suggestion. Reduced gravity floats the ball — it hangs longer and carries further than your gesture suggests, and the wind works on it the whole way down. Recalibrate. And mind the ships hanging over the fairway: their beams have plans for a stray ball. 
