Golf in Scotland is similar to that in the American Northwest - lots of trees, water hazards and sand traps. I was amused to learn from my co-workers that some municipal courses in the metropolitan areas of Scotland also have another type of obstacle: Local neds (non-educated delinquents) who loiter on retaining walls behind the greens smoking dope, drinking Buckfast-Buckie, playing guitars and dancing on the greens. I understand most of the time golfers go about their business and the neds go about theirs without interaction, but several people mentioned watching individuals steal their golf balls from play and disappear into the woods. Unfortunately, Nate and I missed out on that unique localized aspect of the game - but we had a good time anyway.
Nate setting up for his tee shot on the first hole.
One might notice that I'm hitting from the fairway - a sign of a good approach shot. A keener observer might notice that I'm hitting with a 3-wood from the fairway, which might suggest I duffed the tee shot. I'm sure the truth was that this hole was just a really long par-5.
Nate really seemed to like the beach. I'd like to point out the location of my ball - sitting just a few feet from the pin. 
The course was busy on this balmy Saturday, so there was ample time to relax in the sun at the tee box and wait for the groups ahead of us to move out of range. 
Nate in the bunker...again. (Yes, that is my ball already on the green). 
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I'm jealous that I never got to golf in Scotland but happy my boys did. Surprisingly, the weather looks like it was better when we visited Scotland in very early April.
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