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Golf Australia Express : Issue 4
DREAM THE BEGGING FOR MORE Doonbeg Golf Club, County Clare, Ireland IF ONLY YOU COULD... This charming arcIn a place far, far away, there’s a crescent of duneland home to a layout so astonishing and intriguing it’ll make your fingers twitch. It’s a mystical landscape where the sun ducks in and out of hustling clouds to dance on the verdant rolling hills below. Here the wind drapes itself around 100- foot dunes and the waters of the Atlantic Ocean lap with intent on its foreshore. Its raw beauty is purely Irish. It’s enchanting. In a word, its Doonbeg.Prior to the Doonbeg-age, Ireland was already earmarked by many of the game’s purists as the dream golf getaway. But in the post Doonbeg- age, Ireland offers even greater riches for golf’s diehards, attracting them in scores from around the world. Situated in the elegant sweep of Doughmore Bay an hour west of Shannon, Doonbeg lays equidistat between the long-established and world-famous Lahinch and Ballybunion courses. When we first heard the name Doonbeg, we thought of an ancient golf course where its fairways and clubhouse reeked of musty-old stories dating back to an era when gentlemen played golf in jackets and ties, ladies in full length dresses and all golfed with those wacky wooden-shafted things. It’s been described as the last true links course built in Ireland and Britain, and it’s home to one of Norman’s greatest conquests—that’s ‘Greg’ not ‘the’. Indisputably, Doonbeg’s legend grows.