Gil's Crail course is located right next to and in some places on a old RAF airfield. I walked around the gutted-out, old tower for that airstrip with Winston Churchill's voice echoing in my head, "And this would be their finest hour/We shall never surrender."
You can go to the seaside cliff and down there still is a gun platform, used for any anti-aircraft defense.
Yes, we even have our very own SoCal series of reminents! Billy Bell Jr's Sandpiper in Goleta is where up until September 11th, the last place supposedly attacked by a foreign entity--A Japanese Imperial Navy submarine launched a couple of torpedoes into some oil wells that used to reside on the property, just on shore. the remanats are still there off of the par 3, 11th.
Kennemer, in Holland is a Harry Colt course that is supposedly on sandy duneland that was the site of concrete anti-tank diversions that basically tore up a lot of the course. They rebuilt it and it too can be read about in the World Golf Atlas.
Lastly, Before I went to St. Andrews back in 1996, I had the fortune of one of those dreams that will last in my memory for a life time.
Given my complete infatuation for the Old Course, the dream I had was one very similar to the poem/story that Brian has included in his post. Only the aggressors were skeletons in a scene that could loosely be based on something out of Dante's Inferno. I was on the defending side of course, and with an army of Scots at my command, planning my defense against these agressors.
The site of this battle was of course on The Old Course.
Now that I have divulged my deepest, darkest dreams I have a funny feeling Dr. Katz, along with two rather large orderlies are ready to knock on my door with my white jacket, telling me everything is going to be alright.
I think need to switch to Sanka.