Caddies, No not for me thank you.
How can anything be an adventure if someone is directing you to all its most secret parts? Perhaps from my youth, I have enjoyed the exploration of the unknown, the blind holes, doglegs. Why I love virgin golf course, to play on a course you have never been on before with no one to advise you.
That special oneness with the game.
No need for carts, distance aids of any sort, just a mirror of life, one learning the joys of discovery. A Caddy kills that for me, but remember it’s just my opinion and not that of any dead relative.
I suppose it is why I don’t understand the American approach to the game. A new young country has been created. Formed by the sheer courage and determination of will, out of hardship and challenge not just the environment but working with the indigenous people. A mighty nation was carved out of a great land, but today, its all about doing things the easy way, minimise effort and not wanting to face the challenge. What a change in just over a century.
The Human Spirit, the Flame of Life is born out of the challenge, of striving to get that first breath, to seek a better future. Tell me where are we heading now, worldwide terrorism, golf played on the screen of a cart or in the clubhouse, just where are we going – makes you think the R&A are in charge.
Therefore, having yet again painted a dismal picture of the future, could it be that the future of the Western World depends on how we decide to play golf – I hope not because we are then totally Doomed, there is no remote control or button to press to rerun ones real life. We and others will pay dearly (both money and in pain) for our errors – to prove my point again just look to some of the new courses (no, no that just a joke, but they are expensive to play).
Am I serious or just joking, there today’s challenge for you to work out – What’s that some of you are muttering, its too much of a challenge and its not easy – all well I wonder why I bother at times.
Melvyn