The Old Course.
It is every golfer’s North Star.
It is home — the world epicenter for the game of golf.
History is embedded in the firm turf, hearts have been broken in many of the 147 bunkers that guard this wonderful links course.
Jack won here twice. Sir Nick won here, Seve too. Tony Lema treated the press to champagne in 1964. Bobby Jones won the heart of a town and nation here.
Finally it was our turn to take a walk into golf history.
Nervous? You bet.
World’s widest fairway, no way to miss it.
Off and running. Stay out of the pots, listen to the experience of St. Andrews caddy Colin Hunter.
You need help on this track. Tough sight lines, plenty of penal mounding, huge greens, the world’s largest is on this course — 1.5 acres.
The wind was up, but manageable.
By the third hole I noticed something unusual about the round.
We were being watched — intensely.
Watched by the chubby, begging crows of St. Andrews.
They hop right up to you and give you this “what have you got for me?” look.
They don’t go away, either.
It was a day of simple goals.
Avoid the Hell Bunker on the 14th hole at all costs. Mission accomplished. Jack Nicklaus tangled with it decades ago and made 10 on the hole.
Putt for par on the Road Hole. Mission accomplished. Great putt, hung on the lip, refused to go in.
Hit the 18th in two. Check.
Avoid three-putting from 60 feet — no check. Three-putts for bogey, this is one of the most often three-putted greens in the world.
By day’s end, everyone wore a smile.
This was the treat of a lifetime, the walk of a lifetime.
Check another one off the bucket list.