“Sandwich has a charm that belongs to itself…[on[ a fine spring day with the larks singing as they seem to sing nowhere else; the sun shining on the waters of Pegwell Bay and lighting up the white cliffs in the distance; this is as nearly my idea of Heaven as is to be attained on any earthly links”
Such joy in February and wonderfully told. I would just love to play in such fine and elegant company - I am referring to Hamish and Archie ;-). Please arrange to borrow, next time we meet.
I think it best that days like this remain few and quite far between. If they were to become commonplace, they might lose their very special shine after a while.
Thank you, Tony. I think you're right. We'd get blinkered if we did it all the time...although there was no sign of my hosts taking RSG for granted on a day like that. Wonderful golf course!
Mark, sorry for the delay. I have just got round to watching this...perhaps this is the key to getting my wife to finally take up this ludicrous pastime. We love goats...
It's not the one shot that brings a true golfer back. It's all the shots. Poor shots motivate as well, though differently than the good ones. Even the shots in-between push a true golfer back for there's always room for improvement.
I was a bartender for a while. What I said about people drinking applies to true golfers. "They drink (play) when they're happy. They drink when they're sad. They drink when they win. They drink when they lose. What a fine business this is." Good, bad or indifferent, I must go back and play.
You're welcome Richard. I've often thought of writing about the "pull," to play more golf than everyone I know. I did write about how it's my greatest teacher.
It's an addictive, soulful, spiritual, existential, zen learning and growing experience. 😀
Dear Eddie, just dropping back into these comments and I hadn't realised you had replied again. Had been thinking about the lure of the bad shots. From your reply we have much in common...I will drop you an email in order that we may continue the dialogue! Thank you!
Another wonderful piece and Bernardo would enjoy your view……
Such joy in February and wonderfully told. I would just love to play in such fine and elegant company - I am referring to Hamish and Archie ;-). Please arrange to borrow, next time we meet.
Oh Robin, you'd love them. Gorgeous dogs...
I think it best that days like this remain few and quite far between. If they were to become commonplace, they might lose their very special shine after a while.
Another fantastic account of a wonderful place.
Thank you, Tony. I think you're right. We'd get blinkered if we did it all the time...although there was no sign of my hosts taking RSG for granted on a day like that. Wonderful golf course!
If every day was special, then no days are special, right?
Always an enjoyable read! Would love to bump around The Isles for a month or two, golfing on your fine links courses.
Charles might consider engaging some caddies, based upon the size of his hounds:
https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=773434079785109
The Goat Caddies of Silvies Valley Ranch
Mark, sorry for the delay. I have just got round to watching this...perhaps this is the key to getting my wife to finally take up this ludicrous pastime. We love goats...
Thank you!
Sandwich is truly a special place. The club does everything well, and a special course to boot.
Hello again Richard. Another fine piece.
It's not the one shot that brings a true golfer back. It's all the shots. Poor shots motivate as well, though differently than the good ones. Even the shots in-between push a true golfer back for there's always room for improvement.
I was a bartender for a while. What I said about people drinking applies to true golfers. "They drink (play) when they're happy. They drink when they're sad. They drink when they win. They drink when they lose. What a fine business this is." Good, bad or indifferent, I must go back and play.
Eddie, thank you. Reflecting on this...I think you're right, and it gives me an idea for a piece. <uch appreciated! Thanks for taking the time...
You're welcome Richard. I've often thought of writing about the "pull," to play more golf than everyone I know. I did write about how it's my greatest teacher.
It's an addictive, soulful, spiritual, existential, zen learning and growing experience. 😀
Want to collaborate on a full description?
Dear Eddie, just dropping back into these comments and I hadn't realised you had replied again. Had been thinking about the lure of the bad shots. From your reply we have much in common...I will drop you an email in order that we may continue the dialogue! Thank you!
Great! I look forward to hearing from you. 😀
Another lovely piece about a special place