After three years of writing and research there is every possibility that my golfing travelogue, Golf in the Wild, will finally get into print during 2014. This is one of the photographs that will appear in its pages – the beginning of a round at one of my favourite courses in the book, Traigh.
As I wander around Traigh golf course looking for the honesty box, two Phantoms explode the silence overhead and disappear south in the blinking of an eye. Higher still, passenger jets scar a clear blue sky with vapour trails. There is no escaping the modern world; there should be no forgetting the past. Eventually a friendly local turned up to take my money and open up the clubhouse – I could go to the first tee with a clear conscience, at least in matters related to green fees.
For an idea of how this wonderful small course sits in the landscape, see this earlier post.
If Alfred Wainwright had combined an eighteen handicap with a passion for speed, these are the golf courses he might have played, these are the roads he might have travelled. If Alan Bennett had gone along for the ride, these are the stories he might have told.
Regardless of your interest in golf, I would appreciate your feedback – it seems unlikely that either Wainwright or Bennett was ever tempted to take up the game 🙂