It will take me a week or two to get all of my photos properly labeled and ready to post. However, I had such a wonderful time on my first golf trip to England that I wanted to go ahead and share some images and commentary. Rather than discussing GCA, I thought I would try to give some sense of what made it such a special place to me.
I carpooled with Bob Jenkins and upon my arrival in London on Saturday AM, we picked up a rental car and headed down to West Sussex. It's a perfect introduction to the London area.
My dog is ready to move over.
Weather was warm and humid, so we didn't need any shelter.
Pretty much everywhere you went there was some sort of public access across and/or along the course. Etiquette varied amongst the walkers. I particularly remember some lady walking along the Deal seawall & talking loudly about the penguin population of Chile. Wish I could have heard the whole conversation.
Trouble abounds on the heathland courses.
Detour required unless you're pretty agile with the trolley.
Pretty strong deterrent to going in after your ball.
Next up was Rye. Don't even think about playing a fivesome!
Before you go out, you can consult the handy clubhouse wind measurement system. Flip the switch to confirm direction.
My first look at WW II fortifications.
There seemed to be a lot of black lab members.
So the rabbits must do their scraping at night.
This is a rather old road you cross to get from 11 green to 12 tee. I didn't have the camera handy to take a photo of the three-wheeled car that drove past on his way to the pier.
Want to know how gorse gets started out? Looks like this was being added to protect a green from tee shots on 10.
Modern technology has not bypassed Rye, though. You use this instead of ringing a bell on one hole.
Old seawall? Not in the way at all.
