I'm not sure the original query was meant to include golf, a private audience with great historical figures, staterooms on the Queen Mary and tony digs in the Village, but Peter paints quite a picture so we'll give him a bit of dramatic license. The Queen Mary (cruise ship) was launched in 1934, so Braid would have been 65 years old, WWII had not started and Henry Cotton held the Claret Jug aloft at St. George - all that and a Solicitor on retainer. I would have thrown in a brace of tasty English tarts - both pastries and panties, but that is a hallucination for another day.
As long as we're going to strap in next to H.G. Wells and start turning dials on the "wayback machine," I'm going home - except in 1925. Few, aside from the intelligentsia here on the planet Pendantia, know the Lake Course at Olympic was originally a secondary layout to the fabulous Pacific Links course, routed on the sand dunes and bluffs above the coastline. You'll find a picture of one of the holes, tumbling down to the base of Fort Funston, in the George Thomas tome Golf Architecture in America.
When I was a kid, the older members regaled us with tales of this short-lived, but unbelievably spectacular links course along the water that twisted and turned down the hill, all the way to the water's edge. The old photos are mouth-watering - this mysterious lost treasure, the remnants of which are only visible to the imagination. Tacking my way along the windswept fairway with a flask of scotch and Eddie Lowery (c'mon, he eventually ended up in San Francisco, just a bit later) on the bag would be the first place I'd go.
Time marches on and the last of the members, who remember before the final storm collapsed the dunes and the fairways slid into the sea, have been gone for many years. The only thing I ask is the ability to bring my Canon 5D and a pocketful of cards to resurrect the memory.