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Each year, the American Society of Golf Course Architects conducts our annual meetings — always at a different venue. In April, we held our event at The Woodlands in Houston. Each day is a mixture of business meetings, continuing education, formal dinners and.golf.
Having nearly completed the back nine tour, MacKenzie was regaining his humor, at least somewhat, and seemed to be tiring a bit as they finished at #16.
When we last paused, Dr. MacKenzie was on his way to the 10th tee. The spirit amongst the group was strained at best as the architect's criticisms continued to mount.
I had a dream last night. Alister MacKenzie is not dead. He's been hiding away since 1934 and he is completely unaware of the state of our game much less his designs. During his 82-year absence, MacKenzie has never once taken notice of The Masters......until now.
If you're living most anywhere in the Eastern US, chances are good the winter of 2014 has been a long, cold and entirely forgettable stretch.
Several weeks ago, I found myself channel surfing (a common, last ditch effort before going to bed). I happened to stumble upon a program on PBS on Machu Pichu.
Our final day of golf took us into New Jersey and to Baltusrol Golf Club, named for "Baltus Roll", who was murdered in his house on the premises in 1831.
I'm not attempting to be trite here! The subject of "fun" has become a trendy topic of late and, in all seriousness, fun is something that has frankly been overlooked in our fine game for some time. Not because of lack of interest, but because the game became perhaps a bit too serious on the business front.