There's four acres of cedar behind my house I hit into. I have 2-3 five gallon buckets of balls I've collected that I hit, and then occasionally take my kids and go hunt them down. My game is always at its best when I'm hitting back there regularly.
I don't know if I've mentioned this before but there is a golf course (The Bandit) on a bluff across the river from the Slack Shack. Located on the edge of the bluff, 40 feet above the river, and about 200 yards downstream from me is the 8th (I think) green. It's a ball eater of a hole.
Occasionally I kayak down there and pick up 30 to 40 balls along the water's edge and pack 'em back home to hit off of my deck back into the river, or across into the bluff. I'm not a good golfer, and I'm using clubs left by Alkie, and they're at least 3 of 4 inches too short for me, but I love the hell out of striking those golf balls with a club.