If the treeless linksland of Scotland was good enough for the birthplace of the game, maybe a treeless dairy farm 50 miles from Baltimore and 50 other miles from Philadelphia could in some way pay homage to the game and to that homeland. So when Pebble returned from Scotland he had a pretty good idea of where he was going. Together their language produced Wyncote, a stunning though at first glance naked golf course perched atop the highest point in Chester County, about eight miles over the Maryland line. Even the town name of Oxford has British connotations. Now to be perfectly honest, most of us would play Wyncote and not walk away feeling like we ve just played Carnoustie.
Scottish golf is Scottish golf and American golf is American golf.
They are, thankfully, different. Wyncote does, however, pay tribute to Scottish golf. A foursome of members at Carnoustie could come to Wyncote, just as a foursome of Wyncote members could go to Carnoustie, and enjoy the pleasures of the game unique to that particular side of the Atlantic. No doubt the Carnoustie members would leave Wyncote with a very favorable impression of American golf. They are not accustom to fairways carpeted in bentgrass where every lie is manicured to near perfection rather than the adventures of various grasses that grow in the fairways of Scotland.