Today is the day! We fly to Cape Town for a feast of golf. Before January is out I will have played a dozen sun-kissed golf courses in this most beautiful part of the world. I just can’t wait.
Golf without layers!! Being wrapped up in 6 layers surely can’t do your golf much good. At last it’s time to get the sleeveless tops and skorts out. I am mad enough about golf to have ventured out in horizontal rain and winds strong enough to blow my bag over but sunshine golf is my kind of golf. It’s only 6,000 miles away.
Exactly two years ago, I followed the Garden Route to play 9 of the top 25-ranked courses in all of South Africa. In the coming 2 weeks, I will tick off 3 more of them. It’s a return trip to Cape Town. I enjoyed a fabulous fortnight in the shadow of Table Mountain ‘BG’ (before golf). Six years ago, I took in all the sights from Cape Point to Stellenbosch… strolled on Noordhoek Beach, dined at La Colombe and tasted the vine in Franschhoek. This time it’s golf, golf, golf!
There are 13 rounds in 13 days, all booked and paid for… so don’t go trying to change my mind on any of them! Local knowledge and advice would be very welcome, though. The GolfPeach tour of the Western Cape takes in…
Pearl Valley again!
If I am honest, I’m not expecting quite the same level of Championship tracks that I took on at Humewood, St Francis Bay, Knysna and Fancourt in 2016, but as long as I can feel the rays on my legs you won’t hear, see or read a word of complaint.
Sunny golf is ‘no excuses’ golf. No thermal layers to restrict the shoulder turn, no brollies to blow away, no numbing fingers to warm. There will be ocean breezes to contend with but even they will be welcome to blow away the hangovers from mellow evenings at Paranga, Roca, the Roundhouse, the Foodbarn and (of course) La Colombe. All table reservations are made… just need some of my very favourite big, bold (and er affordable) reds recommending now. I loved the Vergelegen Cab at Fancourt.
In my four years as a golfer, I have been truly privileged to have been able to tread in the historic footsteps of the great players on some of Britain’s finest tests. Still a relative rookie and yet I’ve already played St Andrews, Birkdale, Sunningdale, Old Head, Porthcawl, Celtic Manor, Sandwich, Hoylake, Swinley, Kingsbarns, St Enodoc, Woodhall and (whisper it) Trump. Lucky girl.
But maybe the biggest highlights of all have been the sheer release and luxury of escaping British winters for a weekend or longer to play in Tenerife, Thailand, Dubai, Mauritius and South Africa. Sunshine golf in January feels positively wicked and I do have that self-indulgent side to me! So, if you don’t want to see this grinning golf girl strutting the sun-soaked fairways with bare legs and arms in full, flaunted view… look away until February!