SPDB1 and Chip
The local chemist (pharmacist) in Dornoch felt it to be his civic duty to participate annually in the Carnegie Shield, despite the fact that he was not an accomploished golfer. One year he manged to completely whiff his opening tee shot and, while trying to re-establish his stance, hit the ball backwards cleanly until it came to rest 50 yards to the rear up against the fence of town tennis courts. From there he hacked away until, 7 strokes later, he finally managed to pass the tee box. I had always thought this story to be apocryphal until, several years ago, I managed to meet the person who had been the chemist's playing partner on the day. He confirmed all that I said above and aded the fillip that his partner had not been able to complete the round due to having fallen into the quarry on the 16th and broken his arm while looking for yet another errant shot. The gentleman who related this to me had been a teenager at the time and shortly thereafter emigrated to Australia.
There are more stories of that first tee (which, BTW deserves to be in the pantheon above).........