A picturesque bounty of sweeping slopes and idyllic architecture, Landings Golf Club unfurls over thousands of yards of game-ready green, with accessible challenges for shillelagh swingers of all stripes. Five sets of tees and courses that play from 7,000 to 4,875 yards keep dimpled orbs in steady flight over well-nurtured tracks. Grab a good friend or steely eyed doppelgänger for the game, then bellow a random number while teeing off on Trestle course. Ensconced in one of the club's motorized buggies, zoom over a quaint wooden bridge constructed in the club's early days by a wizened pair of bespectacled gophers. Steady eyes and a straight swing conquer hole #4, a deep, dogged hallway with water hazards, but the emergence of the Bluff course brings with it hole #14, a shot down a steep wooded embankment.
Mysterious footfalls and disembodied screams fill the air at F.E.A.R. Institute, where Warehouse 366 dwells and nightmarish scenes and stomach-turning fiends span more than a quarter of a mile. As guests tiptoe through the forsaken dwelling, they slowly unravel a spine-tingling tale about its ghastly denizens. The blood-splattered humanoids, played by live actors, have been locked in the warehouse for years, eager to take out their anger on unsuspecting guests with murderous acts. In order to create this living tribute to humanity's dark side, F.E.A.R. Institute uses strobe lights, loud noises, and fog machines, so guests should arrive prepared for a multisensory experience.
When the neon curlicues above its marquee first lit up in 1916, the Capitol Theatre promised Macon residents the finest movie-going experience available, with cozy leather seats and a gold-fiber screen. After shutting down in 1976, the theater languished for 30 years, suffering from water damage and neglect until renovation began in 2003, restoring the space to its former glory. Brass-banisters encircle the wrap-around balconies above the venue’s open floor, dotted with cabaret-style tables and seats occupied by frugal 1920s ghosts still trying to get their 15-cents worth from their original admission.
Owners William and Paula Smith arm players with Spyder or Tippmann markers before they trek across bridges, sneak through the trees, and dodge incoming fire from behind a cluster of barrels on Low Country Paintball’s wooded field. The staff has decorated its massive course with obstacles and barriers such as an upturned rowboat and a rusty old truck. Elsewhere on the 63-acre facility, staff members oversee participants who weave through the speedball field’s bounty of blue inflatables. In addition to open-play sessions, Low Country Paintball hosts frequent games and events through its LCP Scenario branch, including bouts themed after famous battles such as the Thumb War of 1812.
Playing whimsical performances that have been praised by AOL News and the Lake Oconee Breeze, the Macon Symphony Orchestra charms eardrums with contemporary gems and golden oldies of both classical and popular music. With the help of his bow-wielding compatriots, conductor John Simons will shepherd concert-goers through the symphonic frontiers of Hollywood, lassoing tunes from golden-age classics such as Gone With the Wind and modern-day hits such as Titanic.
A state of the art bowling and entertainment center with 50 lanes of fun, featuring automatic scoring and and bumpers, 800 sq ft redemption center, 1400 sq ft lounge with billiard tables, cafe and catering with a varied menu including pizza. Incredi-BOWL music and light show also available. Our 48,000 sq. ft. recreation c
Fitness Plus offers a variety of high-quality fitness equipment and specialized fitness programs for exercisers of any athletic prowess in a comfortable, hassle-free environment. Channel Michelangelo while chiseling a statuesque physique using the wide range of cardio and weight machines sprinkled about the spacious 16,000 square foot workout space. Members will have access to unlimited classes, including Pilates, spinning, Zumba, power yoga, and more, and the 24-hour access pass provides free reign to pursue muscle molding during the unstaffed, wee hours of the night.