Here's a reply from Ron Prichard to an email I sent him about this thread and particularly to his feelings about the post above I made about what he said Wednesday night about not really appreciating buzzwords like "playabililty".
I guess I should check with him about whether he wants me to post the entire email but I have in the past and he's never said anything other than; "Go ahead and post everything."
Again, as I've said many times before, Ron might be registered on here but he always seems to prefer to reply off the site to questions asked to him on the site.
"Hi Tom;
I had a great time wednesday evening, with some good conversation and some good laughs. I look forward to another such event - sometime, and thank you for inviting me. You are a really special guy, and if anyone in your family ever raises doubt, have "him" call me.
I think your comments on the posting regarding "playability" pretty well hit the mark.
What I'm really expressing is my firm belief that a majority of folks who play golf really don't understand the nature of the game - the special character. Let me slowly type a quotation from Robert Hunter's "Links" written in 1926:
"The first golfers must have been seafaring folks, loving strenuous battles with nature: and whether facing the hazard of the ocean with boat and sail, or the hazard of a sand dune with ball and stick, they were thrilled with the hope of victory and not cowed and depressed with the fear of failure and it's penalties. They did not look upon the ocean or the links, with their various degrees of hazard and their unequal penalties, for the lack of skill and for failure, as places of torment; but as wonderful fields for glorious achievements."
To such men, golf and it's hazards must have appeared in quite a different light than those who have known them only on the inland courses. Even today, those who have been brought up in the tranquil meadows often find it difficult to understand why good money should be squandered to mutilate their lovely pastures, to erect mounds, to sink pits, and to generally rearrange and upset everything for the sole and malicious purpose of transforming a peaceful and dignified pastime -- which they have come to call golf -- into a source of irritation, bitterness, and despair. Every manmade hazard into which they fall is looked upon as a needless torment. The pastoral game known to these men may be delightful, and to them all-sufficient, but it is not the royal and ancient sport born on the links. Had it been left to the men of the pastures, golf would have never been born, and if it is allowed to generate in their hands, it will disappear."
Clear enough???
And another thing Tom;
I read Kelly Blake Moran's comments in reference to the thoughts I expressed on wednesday evening, and if he listens carefully; my comments will answer his questions. I don't claim to have all the answers, and the last thing I have time for is to get into any philosophical conversations with other architects. They must choose their own path in life.
My first journey to visit Scotland, England, and Ireland - to study, sketch, and photograph many of the great links courses was in 1971, (27 years ago), when some of the most vocal architects on this website were still in kneepants. I went over there with the purpose of education after a brief and helpful conversation by phone with Pete Dye. Two years later I returned and spent two months in St. Andrews. (I had been placed in charge of completing all the design work and then field work for "the dupliction of The Old Course - in Japan"). The work in Japan was never started due to the client's inability to acquire one small piece of land, but all the design work had been completed. Since that time I've made many trips to study and restudy great old golf courses from Royal Portrush to Royal St. George, and I don't do this to boast of my efforts. I make this effort for personal reasons - to improve at my work.
So, when it comes to a discussion whether or not there is value studying the classics - I'm not here to convince anyone. This is a profession which only requires a nail and a hammer to hang a sign claiming one is a "Golf Course Architect", and too many have done only that.
I wish you the safest and most peaceful Christmas;
Ron