As we launch our company, we have started to look back on all of the golf adventures we have experienced personally in our own lives. Trent and myself have both fallen in love with the game of golf and what it offers to each of one of us who remain crazy enough to keep playing. It is a confusing dichotomy of bliss and insanity. Yet we remain under it’s spell and have a deep passion to give others the ability to fulfill their dreams and check each renowned course off their bucket list.
Digging into the memories, I have a few prominent ones pacing the Scottish fairways amidst the surreal atmosphere of St. Andrews Old Course, up through the majestic Highlands, and back down to the Southwestern seaside. It is one thing to play a weekly game with your buddies and quite another stepping in the same footsteps of where it all began.
My story helps paint the picture of golfing in Scotland and enjoying the full experience. On the first tee on Royal Dornoch in Scotland, a slight breeze started to come through towards the sea. A few raindrops fell on my right hand as I looked up into the impending gale. Draped in my rain gear, I felt chill bumps careen across my body itching to take on one of the most storied courses in the world. Behind me was a quaint clubhouse with a few club professionals watching a naive American take on the elements. With a heeled draw off the first tee, I was off into a round I’ll never forget.
My round consisted of low punches, rescue woods off the fringe, 150 yard 4 irons, and 350 yard drives. Rain came in sideways as local members even started to head towards the clubhouse to call it a day. As a hard headed and naive tourist I pushed on. The beauty of links golf is that it grabs your imagination. Creativity and wit must be in accordance with the undulating fairways, 6 foot bunkers, and elephant back greens. As my face was pelted with the elements, a smile turned across my cheeks. This is what I came for. I ended up pairing with a few local members as we watched one of them hit 5 balls in a row into the gorse all laughing until our stomachs hurt. With the wind coming towards me, I felt like an elementary school student attempting to play the British Open. With the wind behind me, I was Tiger Woods at the Old Course in 2000. The dichotomy continued yet I enjoyed every second of the punishment and subsequent redemption.
Playing golf in Scotland or any other top global golf destination is less about the scores you put on a paper card but the memories which you cherish for the rest of your life. As cliche as it may come across, golf is a lot like life. Even in the storms, we can all smile and enjoy the ride.
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– Ben Alexander, Co-Founder of Bucket List Golf