A hive of activity down by the golf courses. A dozen workmen are already hard at work laying turf around the old Swilcan bridge on the 18th tee. The crazy paving that caused such outrage was removed yesterday leaving a large circular scar on the grass. A small crowd of bobble hatted foreign golfers and a man from an American monthly golf magazine are clustered around watching them. The journalist is interviewing the visiting golfers who have surprisingly strong views on the matter. A man says ' I've flown all the way from Idaho and never expected to see anything like this '. Four men from Alabama have found some foot square pieces of turf that are surplus to requirement. They intend to take them back home to Huntsville. The men are as happy as three year olds with their great good fortune. As I leave they're deciding whether to give the turf a revitalising soak in their hotel bathtubs before heading home with it. The man from Idaho tells the journalist that a round on the Old Course cost him $350 which he thinks is reasonable.
Angus is surprised with the speed with which the 'remedial' works are taking place. Things rarely happen that quickly around here. The great and the good of the Royal and Ancient clearly want this episode to be forgotten as quickly as possible. The word hubris comes to mind.
I love the first photo of Sophie - a girl ready to face whatever the day may bring. You've had some stunning sunrises in your part of the world. It just needs a share of a bacon roll or a Jaffa cake to make Sophie's perfect start to the day.
Coppa - The weather has been so odd. Mild her in Scotland but cold, much colder, down south. All the puddles along the farm track long since dried up with the month long lack of rain.
Holy Smoke! If you tried to bring a square centimetre of 'turf' into New Zealand you'd be in serious trouble - will they really be allowed to bring that into the USA??
Sophie looks content with her companions on 'her' beach - I"m glad you too have been accepted as locals!
We had to stop beach walking with our Goldie granddog, as the running on soft sand stressed her already repaired AC ligaments, and keeping her on a lead, down on the hard sand didn't work, as we still had to traverse the soft dunes up to the roadway. However streams were an acceptable substitute - water you could sit down in meets a Goldie's definition on heaven. She's been gone a year, but I still miss her.
I've heard of hotels with signs instructing guests not to clean game in the wash basin, but I don't suppose St Andrews establishments will have thought to issue instructions not to soak pieces of turf in the bath!
I wonder what's going to happen to the happy gentlemen from Huntsville when they arrive back in the US with their foot-square pieces of turf, a/k/a live plants and soil. I hope they can talk their way through, as I can imagine how much fun it would be if they can point to a particular spot on their lawn in Alabama and tell folks that grass came from St. Andrews.
Others above have mentioned what I was thinking about transporting turf across international borders ... and £350 is going to look very cheap by comparison, I suspect! Both the shots of Sophie and the sun are gorgeous... YAM xx
I agree with the above, the turf should be an issue entering the country. If you declare it, it should be seized, if you don't and it is detected, you need to call a good lawyer - fast.
I have heard it said, if you want to meet people, get a dog. You certainly have met the dogs.
Not sure the taking of the turf back to the US will turn out the way they think it will.............
The Sophie sunrise pictures - "Dog Bathed in Golden Light" are so beautiful. Especially the first one. I can't imagine a Scot sneaking turf home from Pebble Beach. People...
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