Golf in Scotland

Driving through the narrow country roads of Scotland is lots of fun, and the scenery is gorgeous. 


I noticed that there were a few golf courses around and remembered that golf was invented in Scotland. So I took the kids to play their first ever game of golf. The first course we went to didn’t do anything so common as hire golf clubs, but sent us up the road to Colvend Golf course. The owner, Peter, generously let us use a couple of sets of clubs. He wanted to know how good we were, thinking that the clubs he had to lend us were not of sufficient quality. This wasn’t a problem as I explained that our score is not effected much by clubs or, in fact, the course. 

I am terrible at golf. But I have fun. I know roughly what to do, I just can’t do it very well. So I tried to teach the kids how to hit the ball and we eventually finished the first hole. Hopefully, this will be a lesson in handling frustration. 

The view from the top of the golf course was stunning. 


On one hole, Zoe was lining up her shot, a look of intense concentration on her face. A hush descended over the countryside. She lifted the club over her head. 
“Mooooooooo!!!” Said a nearby cow. 

“Mooooooooo!!” Said Zoe. 
We let 3 groups of golfers play past us, lost 3 balls, and by the end of the 6th hole, the kids had had enough. Fun though.