"RYDER CUP" STYLE FORMAT V'S THE GRIMSHAW GOLF SOCIETY
the review
north wales trip
"season opener"
SUNDAY 23rd MARCH RETURN TUESDAY 25th MARCH 2014
"Croeso i Gymru" - welcome to wales....
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After months of planning and a build up of excitement and banter, 12 players from Bunkers Golf Society headed to Llandudno in North Wales to play against The Grimshaw Golf Society based in Skelmersdale. The format for the event was to be based upon The Ryder Cup with the two teams playing against each other in pairs for the first two days and then a singles event to decide the winners on the final day.
The teams were made up of a mixture of abilities and golfing handicaps [although some may argue on reflection that other handicaps were more evident during the trip]. The majority of us met up at a Café in the middle of Llandudno on Sunday morning to enjoy a spot of breakfast before the days play. The café was run by a very pleasant Turkish family who’s jaws dropped as they realised a relaxed Sunday morning was going to be ruined by plenty of hungry Northerners who would go on a feeding frenzy like the prisoners of “Midnight Express”
Once the food was well and truly demolished we headed to our venue for Day 1 – North Wales Golf Club, which is a links course that meanders along the coastline of The Irish Sea and enjoys some fabulous views out across it and towards Anglesey. The course immediately looked superb and with tight fairways and guarded greens, we knew it would provide a stern test for all the players. The course had a bit of character to it for a links course - whereas they can often be wide open and flat.
Our Esteemed Captain, Steve Evans, Rounded up his team and delivered a stirring, Churchillian like speech in it's power and passion. It consisted of just three unforgettable words - “Come on us”. Inspiring stuff from our motivational leader.
The conditions for our day were nice and sunny with a bit of a breeze [which is as good as you will get for Links golf]. We lined up on the 1st tee and puzzled over how best to play it - which was a good sign as it signalled the course required a bit of thinking and good management. A tight left hand dogleg leading to the green and we were unable to take out "the big stick" due to houses running parallel with the fairway to the turn. A great start.
There are some tricky shots to be played, particularly as the wind picked up as our round drew on and the final 3 or 4 holes are the turning point for the round. In particular the 16th and 17th holes, which are back to back tricky par 3's where the green is some way below the tee and in one instance is even a blind shot. Really original course design and a great test of short iron play.
The course on the whole was in great condition given that we were playing in mid to late March. The greens probably needed a couple more weeks to be at there best and although they were still great, there was a little inconsistency in pace and a bit of a bobble - but definitely nothing to get upset about.
Apparently, Steve Evans drove the green on the 18th – but like all good folklore this couldn’t be confirmed despite him going on and on about it for pretty much the duration of the trip. A song was even born out of the tale as Paul McCoy serenaded us in a bar on the Sunday night with a twist on a the classic Dirty Dancing song by Patrick Swayze “She’s like the wind” – which became “Steve’s like the wind”.
There was some superb golf played on the day and it ended with The Grimshaw leading by 1 point at 3.5 versus Bunkers 2.5.
After the golf we headed to the hotel which was at the end of the Promenade and at the foot of the great Orme. The Grand Hotel was probably grand at one point in its day, but it wasn’t whilst we were there. However, it did serve a purpose and was suitable for 24 lads to use as a base for the trip. However, it was worth visiting alone to listen to Craig Evans try and shower each day as the light drizzle from the shower head was that poor it required him to run around in the shower to try and get wet. But that was made worse [or better depending on your viewpoint] by the fact that the water temperature was bi-polar and went from scalding hot to ice cold and back within seconds. The screeches and screams as he tried to get washed were worth downside of the hotel without a doubt.
The first night we all headed out to find a pub to watch the “El Classico” match and did what we do best – drank ale like it had only been invented for us and was our dirty little secret. The pub led to a bit of a later bar where Paul McCoy and Dave Ashley didn’t need much persuasion to take over the karaoke; and watching the hosts shoulders drop as they both sang and he realised his place on the singing scale was somewhere closer to the bottom than he had hoped. How d’ya like them apples fella?
That said, the usual 3 or 4am finish was spared as the place started to close around us at midnight and so it was back to the hotel to find that people with blue rinsed hair don’t necessarily enjoy a late bevy and therefore the quaffing facilities were very firmly closed. Bed it was then!
Day 2 started with a few dry mouths and a mild headache, but nothing like what was expected and to be honest it was a pleasant surprise. After nailing what was described as “breakfast” we headed towards Conwy Golf Club for another days golf.
Our day started off with sunning sun and remained dry throughout, but the wind went from acceptable to brutal and made it a real test of golf. The course played very long in some places, and with the ball diverting up to 50 yards left or right with the wind, it required a lot of concentration and good course management along with a range of golf shots you wouldn't use too often on any other type of course.
The greens were quite simply stunning. Smooth and true and when you set it off on the line you intended, it stuck to it. Meaning you could build confidence with your putting stroke and really attack the holes. The course was kept in fantastic condition and was reasonably open, so that if you went off the tight fairways into the light rough, you weren't overly punished - as can often be the way on links courses. There were some horrific gorse bushes to avoid and if you went anywhere near them it was a case of taking a drop and learning from the harsh lesson - but it kept you on your toes when planning shots.
Due to the horrific weather Conwy had experienced earlier in 2014, it was a wonder the course was in any kind of condition that would be conducive to good golf - but it was better than we could have hoped and other than a few bunkers being G.U.R due to water, the course played fabulously. The only criticism of 18 holes would be that there wasn't many that stuck in the memory at the end of the day. No real signature holes with memorable use of the land or clever course design. However, links courses are often like this and although not a criticism it was just an observation.
As the lads came in one-by-one, it was clear what had taken the biggest beating of the day…..everyone’s grids. Red raw from the pummelling the wind had given them and it was bordering on painful. I think even Sir Ranulph Fiennes would have moaned about those conditions, but despite this there were some superb scores. We played a version of pairs Texas Scramble where the better ball on each shot was played by both players. Meaning that if you dove-tailed well as a pairing, then you could score pretty well through the day. The top score was posed by Chris Parrish and Ronnie Smith from The Grimshaw who shot a gross score of 1 over par for the course. Next best was their playing opposition from Bunkers, Andy Roper and Dave Ashley who shot 4 over par – which was a score that would have beaten any other pairing on the day, but unfortunately they had come up against Chris and Ronnie and some superb golf on the day. Other great scores were posted by Craig Evans and Peter Woolley along with Steve Evans and Stu Seddon. The day was again “neck-and-neck” and followed the same way as day 1 with each four ball finishing with 1 win each and the day finished on The Grimshaw 6.5 points and Bunkers on 5.5 points. All to play for on day 3.
We all sat around in the Spike Bar as the Captains, Steve Evans and Ste Bradshaw drew names out of the hat for who would play each other in the pair’s event on day 3. A great way to stir up some banter and each draw was met with shouts and abuse and threats of how much of a beating each player would get.
We headed back to Faulty Towers for a bite to eat and then made our way out for some evening fun with faces like smacked arses due to the wind burn. We headed to the bars we had visited the night previous, only to find that one was closed and the other had been turned into a mortuary [or so it felt]. Absolutely dead……apparently, this is what small towns are like through the week? Everything closes or those that are open have no one in them. Gutted.
News broke that there was some kind of entertainment on at the hotel and so several of us headed back to meet a few of the others who were already there. Picture the scene……Grand old Ballroom, chairs positioned around the dance floor and occupied sparingly by people who are struggling to see said dance floor!!!. Three girls dancing and singing on the dance floor – like kids at Christmas who’s families say “Go and practice a show for us” just to get them out of the way for a bit so the adults can enjoy a bevy and then the realisation that they have to endure the inevitable shite that follows.
People tried to film or photo it to show people back home just what position they had found themselves in on a “lads trip”. But with that, an announcement came from the manager than no audio of the performance could be taken due to copyright infringement. Hang on a second lad…..its not even Butlins let alone “Siegfried & Roy” on the Vegas strip!.
The venue just needed Brian Potter to wheel up behind the bar and fill his vase up on the optics. That said, I think it’s fair to say that we haven’t laughed that hard in years and several of us went to bed just after midnight with sore faces …..not from the wind earlier in the day, but from laughing hysterically.
We awoke on Day 3 pretty fresh – which was a surprise given how we anticipated it would be before the trip. The day was cloudier but much more still and ideal conditions for a good round of golf.
We booked out – well, more like we “gave it toes” to get away from the hotel and made our way to Maesdu Golf Club in Llandudno. A lovely James Braid designed golf course that runs alongside North Wales Golf Club and looks out over The Irish Sea again.
Unusually, a 150 yard par 3 hole to begin with that needed players to be tuned in with their irons immediately. Maesdu is a links course with a parkland twist and feel. It’s very green and lush in places with open rough and fairways that meander down to tightly protected greens. But it maintains a links feel with gorse bushes cleverly positioned at distances where most golfers will find them from the tee if their shots are wayward.
The greens were in superb condition despite having only had a topping of sand the day before [we saw the work being done via Twitter] and they were smooth and true and allowed players to strike putts confidently.
The final day we started by the captains [Steve Evans & Ste Bradshaw] who were then in a group with the pairing of Andy Roper from Bunkers and Barry Baker from The Grimshaw. All four tee shots ended up on the green and the competition was under way.
There was some superb play over the course of the 18 holes and as the above group finished the captains began calculating the scores as each further group came home. It was unbelievably tight and was in keeping with the previous two days play in that each four ball came in with 1 Bunkers win and 1 Grimshaw win in each.
The performances on the last day were Paul Davies Jnr’s 5 over par round and win on both nearest the pins. A superb round that gave Steve Holmes no chance – despite playing solid golf.
Keith Malone was beaten by Paul Davies senior – which rounded off a weekend for Keith being beaten by each of the 3 Davies’ at some point during the trip despite playing some of his best golf. Stu Seddon handed Paul McCoy some 'smacked arse cream' with an 8 and 7 victory to round 3 days solid golf for Stu.
Scott Seddon got a hard drawn against The Grimshaw’s Chris Parrish who had played superbly all trip. Despite this, Scott only lost by 1 shot and was unlucky not to take something from the game even though he had been on for a beating early on in the round. Dave Ashley was a steady as always to beat a very difficult opponent in Martin “The Bandit” Smith.
Andy Roper had led Barry Baker for most of the round and had played well. However, going into the 18th all square he hit his tee shot out of bounds and then proceeded to send the second shot in exactly the same place to loose on the last hole.
Chris Berry had given 11 shots to Tom Davies, and despite this came home with a point and a great round. Peter Woolley had given a lot of shots to Ronnie Smith and despite a valiant effort couldn’t close the gap and was beaten.
Mark Spalding was solid and took the points from Tony King and with that it all came down to the last group on the 18th.
The final group consisted of Craig Evans against Chris Smith – which was an evenly matched game with both of them playing off handicaps of 10 and Kevin Givnan against John Morrison – both of whom had been very steady and consistent for their sides throughout.
We knew that Bunkers needed to win both games to win the competition. A win and a draw would see a tie and anything less would be a win for The Grimshaw.
The other 20 players stood to the side of the 18th green and watch on as the four players came down the final hole. All players ended up on the green, and Chris Smith missed his putt giving victory to Craig Evans. It was then all resting on Kev Givnan and John Morrison as to where the trophy was going to head.
John missed a long distance putt and left himself a “gimme” which Kev wanted to see in the hole with so much riding on the match. So John marked it and walked away.
Kev stepped up and had a 15 footer that had 3 foot of break in it from left to right. The lads on the sidelines couldn’t see the hole once the flag had been removed and so they had no idea where the ball was going to head. Kev lined up the putt and stood over it knowing that if it dropped that Bunkers would be crowned as winners.
A nice smooth stroke and the ball was set on its way. About 6 foot into the journey Craig shouted “GET IN” which signalled to all of us watching on that this ball had a very good chance – but we couldn’t tell. With the final roll, the ball slowed and dropped into the cup and The Bunkers lads let out a cheers coupled with laughter. As much at disbelief as joy and with the final shot of the entire competition, after more than 6000 previous shots, the trophy was won with that final beautiful shot. Fair play to Kev and Craig, they made a muted celebration out of respect for their opponents – who had both played brilliantly throughout.
The final score was 12.5 to Bunkers versus 11.5 points for The Grimshaw.
The entire trip was played in entirely the right spirit. No doubt that there was banter and Mickey taking, but at the same time there was respect and sportsmanship when it was needed. If a good shot was played it was met by kind words from all, and if a bad shot was made it may have brought a quick quip, but was quickly followed by a few words of encouragement – from both Bunkers and Grimshaw players.
Once we returned home the text messages and twitter feeds began buzzing as we recounted what a superb trip it had been. Yes, it was wonderful that we won and yes it was a perfect way to finish a competition. But above all else, it was just a wonderful 3 days away with some great people and playing a game we all love on some absolutely fabulous courses.
The big problem now is…….how do we top that?
The teams were made up of a mixture of abilities and golfing handicaps [although some may argue on reflection that other handicaps were more evident during the trip]. The majority of us met up at a Café in the middle of Llandudno on Sunday morning to enjoy a spot of breakfast before the days play. The café was run by a very pleasant Turkish family who’s jaws dropped as they realised a relaxed Sunday morning was going to be ruined by plenty of hungry Northerners who would go on a feeding frenzy like the prisoners of “Midnight Express”
Once the food was well and truly demolished we headed to our venue for Day 1 – North Wales Golf Club, which is a links course that meanders along the coastline of The Irish Sea and enjoys some fabulous views out across it and towards Anglesey. The course immediately looked superb and with tight fairways and guarded greens, we knew it would provide a stern test for all the players. The course had a bit of character to it for a links course - whereas they can often be wide open and flat.
Our Esteemed Captain, Steve Evans, Rounded up his team and delivered a stirring, Churchillian like speech in it's power and passion. It consisted of just three unforgettable words - “Come on us”. Inspiring stuff from our motivational leader.
The conditions for our day were nice and sunny with a bit of a breeze [which is as good as you will get for Links golf]. We lined up on the 1st tee and puzzled over how best to play it - which was a good sign as it signalled the course required a bit of thinking and good management. A tight left hand dogleg leading to the green and we were unable to take out "the big stick" due to houses running parallel with the fairway to the turn. A great start.
There are some tricky shots to be played, particularly as the wind picked up as our round drew on and the final 3 or 4 holes are the turning point for the round. In particular the 16th and 17th holes, which are back to back tricky par 3's where the green is some way below the tee and in one instance is even a blind shot. Really original course design and a great test of short iron play.
The course on the whole was in great condition given that we were playing in mid to late March. The greens probably needed a couple more weeks to be at there best and although they were still great, there was a little inconsistency in pace and a bit of a bobble - but definitely nothing to get upset about.
Apparently, Steve Evans drove the green on the 18th – but like all good folklore this couldn’t be confirmed despite him going on and on about it for pretty much the duration of the trip. A song was even born out of the tale as Paul McCoy serenaded us in a bar on the Sunday night with a twist on a the classic Dirty Dancing song by Patrick Swayze “She’s like the wind” – which became “Steve’s like the wind”.
There was some superb golf played on the day and it ended with The Grimshaw leading by 1 point at 3.5 versus Bunkers 2.5.
After the golf we headed to the hotel which was at the end of the Promenade and at the foot of the great Orme. The Grand Hotel was probably grand at one point in its day, but it wasn’t whilst we were there. However, it did serve a purpose and was suitable for 24 lads to use as a base for the trip. However, it was worth visiting alone to listen to Craig Evans try and shower each day as the light drizzle from the shower head was that poor it required him to run around in the shower to try and get wet. But that was made worse [or better depending on your viewpoint] by the fact that the water temperature was bi-polar and went from scalding hot to ice cold and back within seconds. The screeches and screams as he tried to get washed were worth downside of the hotel without a doubt.
The first night we all headed out to find a pub to watch the “El Classico” match and did what we do best – drank ale like it had only been invented for us and was our dirty little secret. The pub led to a bit of a later bar where Paul McCoy and Dave Ashley didn’t need much persuasion to take over the karaoke; and watching the hosts shoulders drop as they both sang and he realised his place on the singing scale was somewhere closer to the bottom than he had hoped. How d’ya like them apples fella?
That said, the usual 3 or 4am finish was spared as the place started to close around us at midnight and so it was back to the hotel to find that people with blue rinsed hair don’t necessarily enjoy a late bevy and therefore the quaffing facilities were very firmly closed. Bed it was then!
Day 2 started with a few dry mouths and a mild headache, but nothing like what was expected and to be honest it was a pleasant surprise. After nailing what was described as “breakfast” we headed towards Conwy Golf Club for another days golf.
Our day started off with sunning sun and remained dry throughout, but the wind went from acceptable to brutal and made it a real test of golf. The course played very long in some places, and with the ball diverting up to 50 yards left or right with the wind, it required a lot of concentration and good course management along with a range of golf shots you wouldn't use too often on any other type of course.
The greens were quite simply stunning. Smooth and true and when you set it off on the line you intended, it stuck to it. Meaning you could build confidence with your putting stroke and really attack the holes. The course was kept in fantastic condition and was reasonably open, so that if you went off the tight fairways into the light rough, you weren't overly punished - as can often be the way on links courses. There were some horrific gorse bushes to avoid and if you went anywhere near them it was a case of taking a drop and learning from the harsh lesson - but it kept you on your toes when planning shots.
Due to the horrific weather Conwy had experienced earlier in 2014, it was a wonder the course was in any kind of condition that would be conducive to good golf - but it was better than we could have hoped and other than a few bunkers being G.U.R due to water, the course played fabulously. The only criticism of 18 holes would be that there wasn't many that stuck in the memory at the end of the day. No real signature holes with memorable use of the land or clever course design. However, links courses are often like this and although not a criticism it was just an observation.
As the lads came in one-by-one, it was clear what had taken the biggest beating of the day…..everyone’s grids. Red raw from the pummelling the wind had given them and it was bordering on painful. I think even Sir Ranulph Fiennes would have moaned about those conditions, but despite this there were some superb scores. We played a version of pairs Texas Scramble where the better ball on each shot was played by both players. Meaning that if you dove-tailed well as a pairing, then you could score pretty well through the day. The top score was posed by Chris Parrish and Ronnie Smith from The Grimshaw who shot a gross score of 1 over par for the course. Next best was their playing opposition from Bunkers, Andy Roper and Dave Ashley who shot 4 over par – which was a score that would have beaten any other pairing on the day, but unfortunately they had come up against Chris and Ronnie and some superb golf on the day. Other great scores were posted by Craig Evans and Peter Woolley along with Steve Evans and Stu Seddon. The day was again “neck-and-neck” and followed the same way as day 1 with each four ball finishing with 1 win each and the day finished on The Grimshaw 6.5 points and Bunkers on 5.5 points. All to play for on day 3.
We all sat around in the Spike Bar as the Captains, Steve Evans and Ste Bradshaw drew names out of the hat for who would play each other in the pair’s event on day 3. A great way to stir up some banter and each draw was met with shouts and abuse and threats of how much of a beating each player would get.
We headed back to Faulty Towers for a bite to eat and then made our way out for some evening fun with faces like smacked arses due to the wind burn. We headed to the bars we had visited the night previous, only to find that one was closed and the other had been turned into a mortuary [or so it felt]. Absolutely dead……apparently, this is what small towns are like through the week? Everything closes or those that are open have no one in them. Gutted.
News broke that there was some kind of entertainment on at the hotel and so several of us headed back to meet a few of the others who were already there. Picture the scene……Grand old Ballroom, chairs positioned around the dance floor and occupied sparingly by people who are struggling to see said dance floor!!!. Three girls dancing and singing on the dance floor – like kids at Christmas who’s families say “Go and practice a show for us” just to get them out of the way for a bit so the adults can enjoy a bevy and then the realisation that they have to endure the inevitable shite that follows.
People tried to film or photo it to show people back home just what position they had found themselves in on a “lads trip”. But with that, an announcement came from the manager than no audio of the performance could be taken due to copyright infringement. Hang on a second lad…..its not even Butlins let alone “Siegfried & Roy” on the Vegas strip!.
The venue just needed Brian Potter to wheel up behind the bar and fill his vase up on the optics. That said, I think it’s fair to say that we haven’t laughed that hard in years and several of us went to bed just after midnight with sore faces …..not from the wind earlier in the day, but from laughing hysterically.
We awoke on Day 3 pretty fresh – which was a surprise given how we anticipated it would be before the trip. The day was cloudier but much more still and ideal conditions for a good round of golf.
We booked out – well, more like we “gave it toes” to get away from the hotel and made our way to Maesdu Golf Club in Llandudno. A lovely James Braid designed golf course that runs alongside North Wales Golf Club and looks out over The Irish Sea again.
Unusually, a 150 yard par 3 hole to begin with that needed players to be tuned in with their irons immediately. Maesdu is a links course with a parkland twist and feel. It’s very green and lush in places with open rough and fairways that meander down to tightly protected greens. But it maintains a links feel with gorse bushes cleverly positioned at distances where most golfers will find them from the tee if their shots are wayward.
The greens were in superb condition despite having only had a topping of sand the day before [we saw the work being done via Twitter] and they were smooth and true and allowed players to strike putts confidently.
The final day we started by the captains [Steve Evans & Ste Bradshaw] who were then in a group with the pairing of Andy Roper from Bunkers and Barry Baker from The Grimshaw. All four tee shots ended up on the green and the competition was under way.
There was some superb play over the course of the 18 holes and as the above group finished the captains began calculating the scores as each further group came home. It was unbelievably tight and was in keeping with the previous two days play in that each four ball came in with 1 Bunkers win and 1 Grimshaw win in each.
The performances on the last day were Paul Davies Jnr’s 5 over par round and win on both nearest the pins. A superb round that gave Steve Holmes no chance – despite playing solid golf.
Keith Malone was beaten by Paul Davies senior – which rounded off a weekend for Keith being beaten by each of the 3 Davies’ at some point during the trip despite playing some of his best golf. Stu Seddon handed Paul McCoy some 'smacked arse cream' with an 8 and 7 victory to round 3 days solid golf for Stu.
Scott Seddon got a hard drawn against The Grimshaw’s Chris Parrish who had played superbly all trip. Despite this, Scott only lost by 1 shot and was unlucky not to take something from the game even though he had been on for a beating early on in the round. Dave Ashley was a steady as always to beat a very difficult opponent in Martin “The Bandit” Smith.
Andy Roper had led Barry Baker for most of the round and had played well. However, going into the 18th all square he hit his tee shot out of bounds and then proceeded to send the second shot in exactly the same place to loose on the last hole.
Chris Berry had given 11 shots to Tom Davies, and despite this came home with a point and a great round. Peter Woolley had given a lot of shots to Ronnie Smith and despite a valiant effort couldn’t close the gap and was beaten.
Mark Spalding was solid and took the points from Tony King and with that it all came down to the last group on the 18th.
The final group consisted of Craig Evans against Chris Smith – which was an evenly matched game with both of them playing off handicaps of 10 and Kevin Givnan against John Morrison – both of whom had been very steady and consistent for their sides throughout.
We knew that Bunkers needed to win both games to win the competition. A win and a draw would see a tie and anything less would be a win for The Grimshaw.
The other 20 players stood to the side of the 18th green and watch on as the four players came down the final hole. All players ended up on the green, and Chris Smith missed his putt giving victory to Craig Evans. It was then all resting on Kev Givnan and John Morrison as to where the trophy was going to head.
John missed a long distance putt and left himself a “gimme” which Kev wanted to see in the hole with so much riding on the match. So John marked it and walked away.
Kev stepped up and had a 15 footer that had 3 foot of break in it from left to right. The lads on the sidelines couldn’t see the hole once the flag had been removed and so they had no idea where the ball was going to head. Kev lined up the putt and stood over it knowing that if it dropped that Bunkers would be crowned as winners.
A nice smooth stroke and the ball was set on its way. About 6 foot into the journey Craig shouted “GET IN” which signalled to all of us watching on that this ball had a very good chance – but we couldn’t tell. With the final roll, the ball slowed and dropped into the cup and The Bunkers lads let out a cheers coupled with laughter. As much at disbelief as joy and with the final shot of the entire competition, after more than 6000 previous shots, the trophy was won with that final beautiful shot. Fair play to Kev and Craig, they made a muted celebration out of respect for their opponents – who had both played brilliantly throughout.
The final score was 12.5 to Bunkers versus 11.5 points for The Grimshaw.
The entire trip was played in entirely the right spirit. No doubt that there was banter and Mickey taking, but at the same time there was respect and sportsmanship when it was needed. If a good shot was played it was met by kind words from all, and if a bad shot was made it may have brought a quick quip, but was quickly followed by a few words of encouragement – from both Bunkers and Grimshaw players.
Once we returned home the text messages and twitter feeds began buzzing as we recounted what a superb trip it had been. Yes, it was wonderful that we won and yes it was a perfect way to finish a competition. But above all else, it was just a wonderful 3 days away with some great people and playing a game we all love on some absolutely fabulous courses.
The big problem now is…….how do we top that?
Winning Putt from Bunkers Golf Society on Vimeo.
click on each day below for loads more information
day 1 - 23/03/2014
North Wales Golf Club
Tee Times from 12:08pm |
day 2 - 24/03/2014
Conwy Golf Club
Tee Times from 11:00am |
day 3 - 25/03/2014
Llandudno Maesdu Golf Club
Tee Times from 12:02pm |
BUNKERS MEMBERS £145 PER PERSOn
all places for this trip are now taken. sorry.
DEPOSIT OF £45 must be paid BY 30/11/2013
the remaining £100 is due by 15/02/2014
whats included for the price?
- 2 nights stay at the The Grand Hotel in Llandudno
- 3 rounds of golf
- Dinner, Bed & Breakfast
- Ryder Cup style format against "The Grimshaw Golf Society" from Skelmersdale
- Places limited to the first 12 Bunkers members to voice an interest.
- 3 rounds of golf
- Dinner, Bed & Breakfast
- Ryder Cup style format against "The Grimshaw Golf Society" from Skelmersdale
- Places limited to the first 12 Bunkers members to voice an interest.
the trophy
The winning team will be awarded the annual trophy [shown right] to hold for 12 months.
Regardless of whether Bunkers win or not, each year in February the trophy will be returned back to Bunkers Golf Society in anticipation for the next years event. The winning society [whether it is Bunkers or not] will have their name engraved on the base as a tribute to their victory. |
DAY 1 - SUNDAY 23RD MARCH 2014
north wales golf club
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day 2 - monday 24th march 2014
conwy golf club
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day 3 - tuesday 25th march 2014
llandudno maesdu golf club
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VISIT THE HOTEL WEBSITE HERE
Throughout our visit we will be staying at The Grand Hotel in Llandudno which is a magnificent Victorian building and is a prominent feature of the wonderfully conserved and famous Victorian Llandudno North Shore Promenade. Nestled at the foot of the Great Orme and offering awe inspiring views across the spectacular bay and historic sea front. The hotel rooms are basic but clean and the hotel has its own bar with extremely competitive prices that we think you will enjoy [probably a bit too much!]. |
If you want to venture further afield, the hotel is situated on the promenade and is close to Market Street and Mostyn Street where most of the decent bars and pubs are located.
See some of the bars in Llandudno CLICK HERE You can read more about Llandudno CLICK HERE See about the attractions CLICK HERE Full address: Happy Valley Road, Llandudno, Conwy, LL30 2LR Tel: 0871 474 2755 |