Part of the name of this hole has been lost to all but the esoteric manuals of long ago dealing with the manufacture of iron. Shingling The Loop was the first stage in forging the 'sow-aloop' that was melted off in the finery. Presumably, this would be the stage when the impurities from iron were removed before the 'sow' was cast. This 241-yard hole is another really fine one. Like many other good holes, its chief hazard  is a pond of generous dimensions just in front of the tee - a constant repository of lost balls! However, there should be no need for terror to strike; if the drive is reasonable the ball should finish close to the green and for even a moderate player, a three is definitely on.