The hysterical story bestseller about one man's epic Celtic sojourn in search of ancestors, nostalgia, and the world's greatest round of golf
By turns hilarious and poetic, A Course Called Ireland is a magnificent tour of a vibrant land and paean to the world's greatest game in the tradition of Bill Bryson's A Walk in the Woods. In his thirties, married, and staring down impending fatherhood, Tom Coyne was familiar with the last refuge of the adult male: the golfing trip. Intent on designing a golf trip to end all others, Coyne looked to Ireland, the place where his father has taught him to love the game years before. As he studied a map of the island and plotted his itinerary, it dawn on Coyne that Ireland was ringed with golf holes. The country began to look like one giant round of golf, so Coyne packed up his clubs and set off to play all of it-on foot.
A Course Called Ireland is the story of a walking-averse golfer who treks his way around an entire country, spending sixteen weeks playing every seaside hole in Ireland. Along the way, he searches out his family's roots, discovers that a once-poor country has been transformed by an economic boom, and finds that the only thing tougher to escape than Irish sand traps are Irish pubs.
Disclaimer: I don't think this was the most well written book of all time or even worthy of 4 stars but I will freely confess my rating may be influenced by one of the following: my love for Ireland; my love for golf; my admiration for the task that Tom completed. At times I felt it plodded along as if I was on one of his epic walks but to be fair I did finish it with a deeper love of Ireland and it's people which I can't imagine would make the author unhappy. I will even admit to getting choked up when he called his father at the end of his journey to tell him what happened at Ballybunion. And if nothing else, his tips at the end of the book will hopefully assist me when I go back this September to play some of those same courses. Oh and I was thirsty for a Guinness the entire time I was reading it too.
In this book the writer Tom Coyne, he of Irish heritage and Philadelphia upbringing, decides that he needs a golf trip to Ireland. But not just any golf trip. His plan calls for four months playing all of the Irish links (seaside) golf courses, and as with any good Irishman he will not ride in a cart. Instead, he plans to walk (!) from course to course, town to town, a journey on foot of over a thousand miles carrying a few golf clubs and a handful of other indispensable supplies on his back.
Along Tom's journey as he dodges many hazards, he encounters crazy things, fascinating locals, and of course world-class golf. This book is maybe more of a travel journal pertaining to Ireland than his book about Scotland that I read. His observations about the history and people of the country are sharp and wise. But the golf segments are vivid and entertaining as well.
And it's very funny. The segment where he goes to an outdoors store to buy supplies for his trip is absolute gold. Other highlights include the time when a drunk but earnest Irish kid in a bar tries to engage Tom about if he likes tractors, and 'The Incident', where one of Tom's traveling companions gets so drunk, he poops in the middle of their B&B bedroom without any recollection of doing so. Major drama ensues. But as his adventure ends at Ballybunion, something occurs that actually brought tears to my eyes.
So now my ever-growing bucket list includes the Irish links courses Old Ballybunion, Carne, Old Head, and Tralee. I can think of nothing better than teeing it up on one of these courses, then heading to the local pub for a pint or two and listening to the locals. After reading this, all of us golfers wish we were Tom Coyne.
The first of Tom Coyne’s golf marathon books, I can definitely see the writing progression between this and his second about Scotland. A very different makeup for this book, as he WALKED AROUND THE ENTIRETY OF IRELAND. Unreal, over 1,100 miles (or nearly 1.2 million yards) and over 50 rounds of golf in just under 4 months time. This book was much more centered around the journey than the golf and the courses themselves, a big difference from his Scotland endeavor, and because of that it took me longer to get into this book and start to really enjoy it. He captured so many stories of his encounters with the Irish locals that gave light to the average person and how they went about their days and how different the Irish demeanor and ideals are compared to America in the late 2000’s, and it has fueled my desire to travel there one day and to have a pint of Guinness (despite my disdain for dark beers) at a seaside pub with the locals.
On a pilgrimage of epic proportions, Tom Coyne interweaves two of my favorite things - travel and the game of golf - as he walks around the perimeter of Ireland, playing any links course in his path. This book was such an enjoyable read from start to finish, and the spontaneity the author encounters on his (very) long walk parallels my own golf game - just when I think I have it figured out, some new hitch in my swing or obstacle on the course emerges out of nowhere!
With the Emerald Isle as his canvas, Coyne’s prose paints a beautiful picture of the Irish people, their illustrious ability to tell a good story, and their unrelenting hospitality.
I started reading this book in preparation for my own trip to Ireland, and it was the perfect way to build excitement for not only playing true links golf, but also experiencing great craic (the Irish word for “a fun time”) with a pint of Guinness in hand at a quaint, old pub.
While I matched the author’s ability to close down said pub at the end of the night, I didn’t fare quite as well in my own Irish golf round (probably due to the former). Though my score wasn’t what I had hoped for, reading this book gave me a greater appreciation for each shot I took, and for the beautiful ground my ball landed on - whether it was in the perfectly trimmed, verdant fairway, or buried in one of the countless rolling sand dunes.
As I finished this book after the conclusion of my trip, it served as confirmation that Ireland is a place I will always yearn to revisit and that golf is a game that I will never stop playing. ⛳️
I enjoyed this well enough. It's a concept I'd rather experience than read, but all the same, a good book. I envy his being able to spend a month in Ireland, playing as many courses as he can, and visiting as many pubs as he can. By the end of the story, you're convinced that Coyne really did experience all of Ireland. The fact that he walked the majority of the country is all the more impressive. With the exception of the walking part, I could easily get behind this as a bucket list idea.
Something unbelievable like…This book is now my dream to complete. I bought it for $3 at a thrift store and it has a checklist of all the golf courses inside the cover so now I need to play every coastal golf course in Ireland like Tom Coyne did.
“Golf played elsewhere was but a limp imitation of the battles being fought along the edges of Europe's western isles, where golfers forsook the safety of the clubhouse and embarked upon character-rattling slogs, where it was not about playing perfect, but having played at all.”
“Any vocabulary we might have used to rate or judge or quantify a golf vacation elsewhere-those words didn't seem to translate in Ireland. The best description seemed the simplest, the one word the Irish used for everything, and it always seemed to fit. Ireland was grand. Just grand.”
“The course would have been more accurately described as the last remaining bit of ballyheigue castle golf course, because it was burned down by the IRA during the War of Indepen-dence, and what remained was the facade of the castle and a few turrets” (Bought a Q-zip from here 🔥)
Giving the book four stars because it’s fantastic for what it is... a book about a long jaunt through Ireland. Coyne is often insightful, and his prose is really fantastic in spots. For a golf book, and for golfers interested in an absolute odyssey of a trip, I can’t recommend it enough.
On the other hand the storytelling is at times disjointed and I found things a bit rushed in moments. Still a fun, quick read.
My daughter and I went on trip a year ago to see where our ancestors called home and where a lot of history happened. There’s magic in those castles and ruins, so many stories to uncover. Whether you’re a golfer or not, this book leaves you with a sense of place, a view into the people, their kindness and hospitality. I loved revisiting from a different perspective. We drove around the island, so no shoes were worn out, but left with a closer attachment to a truly beautiful place. Coyne’s book is a great tribute to Ireland and golf is almost secondary; it makes me want to return, sooner than later.
I read this book in preparation for my upcoming golf trip to Ireland. It is far from a literary masterpiece yet it's perfect in it's own way. It reads like blog at some points and that is fine. I definitely recommend if you have a keen interest in golf or Ireland. The story of the "Three Bears" was by far the most entertaining story of the whole book!
This story seems like Tom read ‘A Walk in the Woods’ by Bill Bryson and decide to do the Irish golf version. While lacking some more of the history and facts that I would’ve liked to have seen, it still had some great stories, funny anecdotes, and a general overview of life in Ireland today (well really 2010). Would recommend for the avid golfer.
A book by a golfer for golfers for sure, but enough color about the landscape and history of Ireland that it doesn’t go over the top. A trip that sounds better reading from my couch than actually doing, but still seems like it would be cool to walk for 4 months and play one of my favorite sports almost everyday.
Enchanting tale of the longest course ever played, the island of Ireland. It reads like Tom is telling you the story over a few Guinness at the corner pub. Be careful, this will make you want to plan a trip - but I'll take a car between courses.
Coyne is a master writer and helps put his readership in the Irish Countryside along with him, his beat up Keens, and clinking Mizunos. Need to get another Irish trip soon. #golf
Pure pleasure! For someone who loves walking and loves golf, this was, in this time of sheltering in place, just what the doctor ordered. He walked literally around Ireland playing some of the most famous links courses in the world. But my favorite scene: the author playing a 9 hole town course with three boys, ages 10-12.
Fun story but not as much golf as I thought there would be. A lot about the people and his hiking conditions, weather etc. fun read just not compelling
Really enjoyed this, in a way that surprised me after having previously read the sequel, Coyne’s trip to Scotland. What was nice here was a focus on the country and the people of Ireland, with golf a gurgling stream underneath, rather than hammering golf course after golf course. Very funny and made me excited to go out and play more golf
Tom walked around the perimeter of Ireland with golf clubs on his back - played some 56 links courses, met up with friends and relatives, braved extreme weather, narrow roads and roving dogs and had one heck of an unfortunate incident in one B&B - and captured it all with wit and understated writing.
I would dock this at least half a star for the paucity of photos included (and he described people taking pictures at various points) - the black and white snaps don't do this justice. Inexplicable.
I really like golf and armchair adventure travel so this book was a very satisfying read for me. Detailed enough but with some opportunities to read between the lines(and laugh out loud). He balanced the consumption of Guinness with a steadfast discipline in not taking rides or shortcuts so I really commend the author for accomplishing this daunting (but rewarding in a once in a lifetime sense!) undertaking. And I'm glad he didn't hurl his clubs out to sea when it was all over, but found a better idea.
More than just a golf book it's a bittersweet connection with his past and a roaming adventure in Ireland, hemmed in by T-times but freewheeling just the same.
My friend, Al Johnston, gave me a copy of this book. I'm grateful he did, and glad he thought of me as someone who would appreciate it. Tom Coyne brings a sportswriter's touch, a golf course connoisseur's taste, and an Irish-American's sense of history and ancestry to a story about this unique island and its legacy of golf. The story is inspiring - I'm now planning my own Ireland links adventure. The story is funny as hell at times - Coyne's humor is self-deprecating (to the extreme, in the case of an "ugly American" incident that probably should have resulted in his deportation). The story is touching - a satisfying emotional conclusion to Coyne's adventure. I'm taking the copy that was given to me, and sending it to one of my friends who I hope to inspire to join me on an Irish golf trip.
As an Irish-American and a golfer, this story had appeal to me. And as a native Chicagoan, the episodes with Steve had me laughing, and impressed at how well Tom Coyne captured the essence of a Southside Chicagoan. Now, this was another story of someone with no hiking experience undertaking a difficult adventure. I don't know how Tom Coyne was able to do this, as his body (especially his feet) had to be battered. There had to be rest days that weren't documented.
Years ago, I read book called Blue Skies that had a similar theme. In that book, the author documented golf courses from Maine to Key West (9 holers and small courses) and the characters that he met on his travels. Both books followed a similar recipe.
Devoured this book. At a place where am entertaining a working life in golf, and a trip to Bandon with my family, and this book hit all of the notes I so love about the game...the introspection, the adventure, the people, the scenery, and most importantly the walk.
Great introduction to Ireland and golf played there.
p. 7: Loosely defined a links is a seaside course with few, if any, trees. Wind + ocean + ball-gobbling grasses = links. The name referred to the linksland upon which the courses were laid--land that linked the beach with arable turf. (Links Golf: The Inside Story)
I did the audiobook. Author walks around Ireland to play all the links courses and any other course he happened upon. Got some insight into Mr Coyne, his wife and father who he clearly loves, and the friends and strangers who meet up with him along the way. Some jokes about spooning a buddy in a B&B I’ll give a pass to since they didn’t age well.
He provides great insight into many different types of golf courses in Ireland. I think most golfers will take this as a bucket list of Irish golf courses to get out and play, just adding some obscure nine and 18 holers to the already loaded list of Irish greats. (And cheers to Rosses Point in Sligo! I played it several years ago by chance and would be thrilled to play it every day to the exclusion of all others).
I think it would be wrong to take the story as a means to compile another list of great courses to blow in and play. Instead the thing to add to your bucket list is an adventure beyond your comfort zone. If you’re a golfer, have you played all the golf courses (country club, champion, goat track, pitch & putt) in your county? How about your state?
I had the audiobook (thanks Libby) and I think the narrator made a bad choice to attempt the Irish accent. It works in only the smallest phrases. When he gets to relating a few sentences, he sounds more Australian than anything Irish. And since the dialogue is all related from the author’s perspective I don’t think the narrative flow would have been at all disrupted by sticking with just a single voice.
So get out and adventure. If you can only adventure in the library, then do a deep dive into something new, or revisit something old.
Tom Coyne's "A Course Called Ireland" is an easy and delightful read about, well, one man's quest to golf all of the links courses in Ireland while walking to each one. While the book is entertaining and enjoyable, I'm actually more impressed with the feat than I am the writing. Coyne walked almost 1200 miles over four months just to get to the courses themselves.
"A Course Called Ireland" is cut from the same cloth as "The Oregon Trail" by Rinker Buck. Actually, the other way around is more like it with the former book having been published first. The idea of the self-mission to cross a country in a most unconventional manner and then write about it is what I mean when I compare narratives. Coyne has a sense of humor and it's clear he loves the game of golf. As an avid golfer this was an obvious read for me and I recommend it to other fanatical links folks as well.
I have been to Ireland. It's a charming place (I recommend traveling there as well). I was familiar with some of the places the author discussed, though none of the courses as I did not play on the Emerald Isle. Knowing much of what Coyne discussed made this a more enjoyable read. I plan on delving into Coyne's new book, "A Course Called Scotland," soon. I have not been there but I have a feeling I will get a kick out of what the author has to say about that county too.