Royal Dornoch Golf Club: One Of The World’s Great Links
For golfers the world over, Royal Dornoch Golf Club represents a unique call to adventure. It’s a pilgrimage which requires commitment, dedication and patience. After all this golfing outpost, tucked away in a stunning corner of the Scottish Highlands, sits 50 miles north of Loch Ness and just eight degrees below in the Arctic Circle. That sense of remoteness has helped to build the legend, as has the praise which has come from the great and the good of golf. Those who accept the invitation do so in pursuit of an experience which leaves a lasting imprint. That’s how it feels…
Fyfe Golf: Made in Scotland – celebrating a rich golfing heritage
Fyfe Golf unashamedly celebrate Scotland’s rich and storied manufacturing heritage. Their beautiful, handmade products and accessories already grace golf bags and golfers far and wide and each of them come proudly having been ‘Made in Scotland.’ All fabrics are sourced from the finest Scottish mills and weavers and their mission is to reconnect golf with Scottish manufacturing and blend tradition and modernity through their creations. Fyfe Golf go further, however. Every decision they make considers the impact it might make on the planet. To you and I that might be replacing a divot, repairing a pitch mark, raking a bunker,…
Why The Himalayas – St Andrews iconic putting course – is so special
In my head the atmospheric Old Course was going to be lit up by autumnal sunshine, showing off the home of golf in all its picture postcard perfection. In reality, the stoating rain that had threatened to derail my morning round at the Crail Golfing Society, had followed us up the Fife coast. A dreich morning had seamed effortlessly into an even more dreich afternoon. The rain bouncing off the tarmac, wind buffeting the exposed links. HIMALAYAS, ST ANDREWS: A PUTTING MECCA Sensing an air of reluctance, I offered words of encouragement: “I don’t think the heavy stuff’s going to…
Crail Golf Society: brilliant Balcomie will make you feel alive
It’s no surprise to find the Scots have more than 100 words for rain – several sprang immediately to mind as I arrived at Crail Golfing Society, the seventh oldest club on the planet. It was a dreich morning, the darkest and dankest of starts to an autumnal day at the easternmost point of the Kingdom of Fife. The rain was stoating, droplets bouncing an inch high, turning car park puddles into mini lochs, the only sign of life was the glow of the pro shop. But as daylight began to win its fight, it was easing to a smirr…