A Travelogue, Meditation and Confession All In One
A slow-burning reflection on what golf is really about.
The soul of a wanderer, half in love with the game, half resentful of its grip. Revering the journey and exposing its contradictions.
Because golf is more than a scorecard, fairways and greens. It’s wind in your face, spikes in the mud, the long walk back to the clubhouse after a round that took something from you and gave something back. It’s a game that humbles you, haunts you, frustrates you, but never quite lets you go.
Here, the stories aren’t just about where we play, but why we keep coming back. The courses are more than destinations—they’re characters in the story. They’re journeys, rituals, acts of faith and foolishness all at once.
Somewhere between a challenge and a homecoming.
Welcome to the journey, welcome to Beyond the Backswing.
A Good Walk Wasted, or the Last Great Journey?
It starts with the sound.
The slow rhythmic crunch of spikes on damp turf, the wind shifting through the dunes, the distant hum of the ocean—steady, patient, like it knows something you don’t. The rhythmic clatter of your clubs against each other as you walk, an occasional deep sigh when the last shot wasn’t what it was meant to be.
The Matches on Arran: A Preview of Golf, Glory and Guts with The Links Diary
A Good Walk Wasted, or the Last Great Journey?
It starts with the sound.
The slow rhythmic crunch of spikes on damp turf, the wind shifting through the dunes, the distant hum of the ocean—steady, patient, like it knows something you don’t. The rhythmic clatter of your clubs against each other as you walk, an occasional deep sigh when the last shot wasn’t what it was meant to be.
