Dad and I woke up early after a night of watching rugby and football (soccer) highlights. After breakfast, we jumped in the car to drive to Kingsbarns Golf Links for a 2:40 tee time about 10 miles outside of St. Andrews. We’re just outside of St. Andrews when I see the Castle Course at St. Andrews. We stop for a look and a picture. I end up taking this picture:
We get back in the car and drive to Kingsbarns, a beautiful little Scottish town. I open the trunk and realize that my golf shoes are nowhere to be found. I worry that’s a bad sign to start off the day.
We tee off after lunch with our two caddies (mine is Gavin, a 26-year-old who immediately reminds me of Ian Poulter). Both Dad and I hit nice drives on the 1st. I pull my second shot into the rough left of the green, and Dad throws a dart in about 15 feet away. He knocks it for a birdie on his first hole of the trip, and I ask him if he’s going to go sit in the clubhouse now.
We had a great time on the course, and we didn’t scare off our caddies since they told us, “We’ll see you on Friday.” Our caddies independently recommended this fish & chips place in Anstruther, the Anstruther Fish Bar, for dinner. I would recommend going off the beaten path to grab a bite here right on the harbor.
It’s 10:50 p.m., and Papa is down for the count. Check back tomorrow for a recap of the round at the Old Course.