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Golf in Wales
A Whale of a Time Golfing in Wales
Three Uniquely Different Courses You Can Play
By Dave Finn
As published on pages 24 to 26 in Volume 26 Issue 1 of Golf Central Magazine
If you’re seeking an unspoiled, unpretentious, unhurried vacation then golfing in Wales should be on your bucket list. After escaping from the hustle and bustle of London, it took us slightly over two hours to reach the 400-acre park St. Pierre Marriott Hotel and Golf Club. Impressive was the word that sprang to mind when we first saw the 14th-century manor house and 11th century church that sits at the heart of this resort.
World Hickory Open Scotland
Hooked On Hickory Golf – World Hickory Open Scotland
by Dave Finn
As published on page 40-41 in Volume 26 Issue 2 of Golf Central Magazine – May 2025
As a true golf enthusiast, you must have imagined yourself standing on the first tee at one of the world’s most historic links golf courses with 5-foot ocean swales pounding the coastline, forming an ideal backdrop. The forecast calls for an overcast day with a high of 59 degrees. The onshore winds blow directly into your face, averaging 30 miles per hour but gusting to 50. The fescue looks like it rises above your knees, and two deep-faced sod bunkers look almost impossible to get out of.
Top 3 Golf Courses on the Silver Coast of Portugal
Golf with a Silver Lining (Surf & Turf Portugal)
Top 3 Golf Courses on the Silver Coast of Portugal
By Dave Finn as published in the December issue of Golf Central Magazine
World Renowned Surfing in Peniche at Baleal Beach
If you are looking for perfect year round weather, delicious food, incredible wines, and an inexpensive winter getaway, look no further than Centro Portugal. Also known as the ‘Silver Coast of Portugal’, it is most famous for having some of the best surfing beaches in the world and more than a few excellent courses to test your game. Here are my favourite three:
Sailing the Greek Isles
Bird on a Wire – Sailing the Greek Isles
Join Jane Finn as she sails the Greek Isles and develops a new circle of friends.
by Jane Finn as published in Issue 28 of Planet Golf Review Magazine
The instructions read like a scavenger hunt: Find your way to Dia Noche Café in Piraeus, where you’ll meet fellow travellers and your skipper. So here I am, scanning the bar, with both excitement and a tinge of trepidation, wondering how will I recognise the people we are destined to meet, and will we be compatible?
Dave and I are about to embark on a weeklong sailing journey with seven people we’ve never met. This trip has been postponed and rescheduled many times for several reasons, so I understand why I’m thrilled to be here and at the same time, anxious to connect with our group so we can get under way. Suddenly, a peal of laughter ripples across the room and I’m drawn to six folks tucked away at the back of the restaurant. Their gear bags are piled high in the corner, but the conversation seems too animated, too easy, too natural for strangers who have just met.
That’s when I lock eyes with a vivacious redhead whose voice rings out loud and clear. “Are you guys looking for G Adventures?” I nod, and she promptly responds, “Well then, get over here; we’ve been waiting for you!” – not in the sense that we are late, but in the sense that they’re waiting to welcome us.
Magic, Music, and Memories in Munich Germany
This Magic Moment
Magic, Music and Memories accompany Jane Finn as she explores Germany’s third-largest City
As published in the April 2024 edition of Planet Golf Review Magazine
Imagine feeling awake, alert and fully alive after spending hours in planes, trains, and automobiles. Are you having trouble doing that? So did I until I touched down at Franz Joseph Strauß airport and immediately found my way to one of Munich’s best-kept secrets.
While many of you may not agree, I find overnight flights magical. Primarily because it never ceases to amaze me that I go to sleep in one country and wake up in another. What I do not relish is leaving my bags with the concierge, then aimlessly wandering the streets until my room is ready and I can grab a nap. But thanks to a tip from a friend and savvy traveller, I have found an alternative that is bound to influence future itineraries.
Surfing Portugal’s Silver Coast
SILVER SURFER
Jane Finn discovers a 60’s vibe while searching for hidden gems along Portugal’s Silver Coast
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Words by Jane Finn Photography by David Finn
As published in the April 2022 Edition of Planet Golf Review Magazine. To read the entire issue click here
I ease the car onto the Vasco da Gama bridge, admiring the bluebird sky above that’s mirrored in the cool, blue waters of the Tagus River below. It’s November, and Portugal is enjoying “St. Martin’s Summer.” The sun is beaming, and my heart does a little skip as I leave the hustle and bustle of Lisbon behind, feeling like an explorer, embarking upon a quest to uncover the secrets of the largely undiscovered Silver Coast.
In a little over an hour, my husband Dave and I are checking into the luxurious, five-star Evolutée Hotel at the Royal Óbidos Spa and Golf Resort. Stepping onto the balcony, I can taste the tangy, saltiness of the sea in the afternoon breeze as I catch a glimpse of the wild Atlantic Ocean in the distance. It’s too late in the day to play a round, but there’s plenty of time for a Mandalay massage before heading into town.
Moorish Fortress and Castle Óbidos
Óbidos is delightful during the day but even more enjoyable in the evening after the tour buses have departed. Driving west towards the ancient town, I can’t help but be impressed by the well-preserved Moorish fortress that dominates the skyline. It feels like a place where time has stood still. As I step through the Porta da Vila gates, I’m immediately transported back to an era of intrigue where royalty reigned supreme. It was here that with the help of the Knights Templar, King Afonso I defeated the Moors to reclaim Portugal.
Golf Europe by Eurail Train
15 Rounds in 9 Countries and all by Eurail train – here’s how.
By John Dean
For most North American golfers, a trip over the ‘pond’ that is the Atlantic normally leads to Scotland, and rounds at St Andrews, Kingsbarns, and maybe a slice of Carnoustie.
But there is another way which I would like to champion, and that’s a golfing trip around Europe by train. OK, slip in a bit of Scotland if you must, and why wouldn’t you, but there is a great big golfing world to be savoured in what we Brits call Continental Europe.
As a Brit, and sometimes golf writer, I can be accused of being a bit UK centric, as between England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland, we are spoiled for choice – if not weather. But what with our recent political upheavals, and the environmental crisis, I have decided to step out and take the train to play golf around Europe.
So, what are my golf credentials for this trip? Well, back in the day, I helped launch a magazine called GolfPunk, which I believe did play some part in bringing golf kicking and screaming into the modern world. Sixteen long years on, and the brand is still going, but I am taking a break from it so I can focus on what I love doing most, which is travelling, playing golf, and writing about it.
I’ve therefore decided to travel through 9 different countries in Europe to play golf over the course of a whole month. And it will all be done by train, as I will use InterRail for my journey.
Syncing in Scotland’s Golf Coast
It’s Not Just About Golf in Scotland’s Golf Coast
by Philip Murphy
It was April last year when my long-time friend Dave Finn asked if I would be interested in joining him for the WHO – World Hickory Open Golf Championship in Gullane. I had no idea what a WHO is let alone where to find Gullane. If someone would have asked, I would’ve guessed Ireland. Well, it’s on the north coast of Scotland, affectionately know as the Scotland’s Golf Coast, the last bastion of soil before the North Sea.
My first thoughts were, I had just gone through some momentous changes in my life and I wasn’t ready for a big trip like this. Too much preparation was in order. I didn’t even have clubs! Where do you start? Playing with hundred-year-old clubs was going to be a challenge but I knew this trip was about more than the golf. It was about the camaraderie and pushing beyond my comfort zone. I knew I had to make this happen!
Fàilte – Welcome to Scottish links golf
Scottish Links Golf – An Unforgettable Pursuit of the Holy Grail
by Edward Kiersh
My rain and cold weather gear were packed. So were six dozen Titleists, for there would be a lot of traipsing through ankle-deep gorse, all sorts of bedeviling hillocks, and unplayable seaside lies.
An adventure loomed, 12 days in the Cradle—pursuing Old Tom Morris’ spirit, confronting notorious winds along with other trials and tribulations—and just hoping to savor the unique pleasures of Scottish links golf.
Craters, Hillocks, Gullies and TROUBLE at Kingsbarns 6th and 17th holes
So the prolonged terrifying jolts of turbulence punctuating my flight over the Atlantic served as a true portent of what was lying ahead. There’d be memorable visits to fabled Royal Dornoch and North Berwick, even some taming of sharply-contoured greens after hitting “heroic”—cum—gutsy shots over treacherous dunes and beachside ravines. But these glories would also be coupled with too many struggles in yawning bunkers and ensnarling grasses.
Plus, there was facing the Inevitable.
Veneto & Venice Ventured
The Many Faces of Veneto & Venice
Jane Finn discovers the cities behind the masks
As published in Issue 13 of Planet Golf Review
Despite the fact that I studied art history at university, after Rome and Florence, we were on historical and cultural ‘overload.’ We knew that like fine wine and great food, we needed a break to experience ‘la dolce vita’ and not rush our Veneto & Venice experience. Firmly believing that the charm of the Veneto community extended well beyond the lagoon, we grabbed a rental car at the Maestro station and headed for the countryside before venturing to Venezia, reportedly the most visited city in the world.
Travelling by car was much easier then I expected since Italians drive on the same side of the road as North Americans and the GPS system made navigating a synch (well almost!). Gradually the urban landscape gave way to the rolling hills of the Vicenza valley, and 65 km later we were in the heart of the Grappa Mountains and Valboddiandene wine country. With little effort we soon found ourselves meandering along the Prosecco Road, popping into small local vineyards to sample the region’s specialty before checking at the Asolo Golf Resort. As we headed to our guesthouse, we couldn’t help but notice the lushness of the golf course on one side of the winding drive and the orderly rows of grapes on the other – ‘nine and wine’ in total harmony. It was at that moment that our decision to temporarily escape the hustle and bustle of the big cities was the right choice.