There is beauty that lives beyond time, and with that, we don’t play for performance. We play for purpose.
Before anything, we need to define a few things. What is the Bulldog? What is Brautarholt? Both very valid questions. The Bulldog is a 110-year-old golf club. Made of hickory wood. Crafted by a man named George Sargent. He was a golfer and a past winner of the US Open in New Jersey. My home state. To say I have a deep connection with George is an understatement. I bought the Bulldog with a crisp 100 dollar bill after filming the hickory episode of Adventures in Golf, in Belvedere, Michigan. This, just mere days before boarding the plane to Iceland. This club was brand new. Even though it was made 110 years before our trip. It also summed up our entire experience of the game of golf. There are ghosts. There are souls. There is beauty that lives beyond time, and with that, we don’t play for performance. We play for a purpose. The Bulldog was our mascot.
He wants it to be sustainable. Environmental. And within a conscious world, make an impact on the game of golf. Leaving behind a legacy to be proud of.
Next – Brautarholt. What the fuck is a Brautarholt? It’s a 12-hole creation that came from the mind of a man that we only met 12 hours prior. Edwin Roald. See his podcast episode here. A soft-spoken man. I don’t know if he carries a big stick, but he does carry a big meaning in the sense that he wants to change the game of golf. For the better. He wants it to be sustainable. Environmental. And within a conscious world, make an impact on the game of golf. Leaving behind a legacy to be proud of. And isn’t that what we’re all trying to do? The courses that he designs are humble – yet fascinating. They’re cute – yet demanding. They’re memorable – yet not audacious. The first course of Edwin’s that we would play, was Brautarholt.
12-holes choreographed along a crazy piece of water-filled land. Just 30 minutes outside of Reykjavik. We were able to play all 12 holes, which is uncommon for our crew. A lot of the time when we’re on golf trips, we don’t really play all of the golf. Which sucks. But it’s hard to focus on everything at one time. But this time, we played, droned, filmed – and it was incredible. We had soup afterward, and really, that memory is one I look back on often. Something so simple, yet meaningful to all of us. What followed after Brautarholt was our experience of descending back into the proverbial nightclub that we had been in the night before. The nightclub dubbed – midnight golf.
What was supposed to be a 5-hour drive, took us 12. We made our way up to the northern side of Iceland. This is where the sun, literally, did not set. It would bounce off the horizon, without losing any bit of its circular frame. We landed at Siglo, and they had two things that I carry near and dear to my heart as a world-weary traveler. Even though it was the middle of the night, they had food. French fries. It didn’t matter what it was, it was merely something hot to put in your stomach after a long day’s drive. They also had a hot tub. Which, if you’re a hot tub connoisseur – hot spring connoisseur like myself, it came with no bubbles and no chlorine. So in a sense, it’s more of a hot spring.
The 4 of us sat in the spring, drank our beers – I had a soda. And we just watched it get bright again. The ecstasy seemed to be draining away. But again, we were in Iceland. And the euphoric feeling would return, but this time, in the form of birdies.
The first of a five part series highlighting Erik’s travels in Scotland.
Storyteller, artist, filmmaker, 6 handicapper and one of the fastest growing names in golf content. Erik created the show Adventures in Golf for the PGA Tour, traveling around the world finding and telling the most outrageous and unique stories in golf. His YouTube channel is focused on both long and short form golf videos from in depth interviews, wild golf trips and personal challenges. He is the co-founder of Random Golf Club a rapidly growing golf media and product company.