“You must be mad,” exclaimed one of the old gents who had gathered in the lounge at Ballyliffin for a lunchtime tipple. They had thought...

With dunes the size of skyscrapers framing fairways and greens in natural valleys, Portstewart is rightly acclaimed to have some of the...

The sun has never shone quite as brightly, the sea has never been quite as blue and golf has never been quite as awesome as on the...

The teams were gathered on the balcony, my ball was perked up in the rough, I reached for my five-iron and swish. “Golf shot!”, exclaimed...

It was a moment which conjured memories of the great concession by Jack Nicklaus to Tony Jacklin in the 1969 Ryder Cup. With my marker...

The early spring sunshine peered through the imposing Scots Pines, dappling the fairways and greens with delicate shadows and all was...

For the past ten days, we have heard about San Roque wherever we have played. Fast but fair greens, a gorgeous course and a beautiful new...

“It’s 102 yards to the flag but against the wind, so, 110 yards.” Our forecaddie had spoken, I played the chip and his information was so...

“Hot soup? Sandwiches? Fruit? Water?” “No, thank you, but can you tell me how to master these blessed greens?” I precis conversations...

The mountains looked down in the distance, the palm trees stood as tall as in Beverly Hills and the turtle appeared to nod his head in...

A replica Ryder Cup alongside photographs of Manuel Pinero’s greatest moment – victory in 1985 - were the backdrop as Mrs W and I tucked...

“At half-way you will think you have the potential for a really good score. By the end, you may not be quite as pleased.” The chap...

“I would be delighted to introduce you to Rye,” said a member over a glass of Kümmel after we had shared a round at Royal St George’s....

What makes a course worthy of a place in England’s top 100? Clearly links and heathland are considered to have the edge over parkland....

“This isn’t a wind, you’ll be fine.” The sentiment from the friendly fella in the pro’s shop at Aldeburgh assuaged our trepidation at...

Via linking five degrees of separation, the gate opened for me at Queenwood, arguably the most private golf course in England, One of the...

Is there any other sport in which you can play on the same turf as champions and even play a better shot? Thankfully, there were no...

"Well, they say life’s a beach…” That bit of good old-fashioned northern humour accompanied yet another full-bloodied shot of mine which...

In 1954, Peter Thomson’s Open win was assured with a splash-out from a greenside bunker on the 16th at Royal Birkdale. Thomson admitted...

My eight-iron approach drifted away as I conjured wistful thoughts of Henry VIII, accompanied by trumpeters and outriders, emerging from...