Resentment
is the price many incur for being forward-thinking. This is true as well when designing
golf courses.
When
Pete Dye oversaw the opening of his Harbour Town Golf Links in South Carolina in time to host a
1969 PGA Tour event, tournament participants were apoplectic. Greens were much
too small. Bunkers were much too large. Trees were everywhere.
My
overall philosophy is to make the hole appear more difficult than it really is,
and great care is used in selecting the type of bunkers. Variety is the key,
since I want to inspire golfers to surpass their own talent. Often a good
recovery shot will lift the competitors’ spirits and help them play better.
Getting
the balance right between aesthetics and challenge is a test for any artist;
golf-course designers maybe more so. While not the only designer who thinks of
himself as an artist, Dye has done more to raise the profile of his profession
in the last 50 years than anyone else. How did he do it? This memoir-cum-career
overview offers some insight.
Initially published in 1995, Bury Me In A
Pot Bunker is limited to Dye designs up the that time. [It has been revised
twice; this review is of the 1999 paperback edition.] The book is organized
into 18 chapters, each taking on the story behind a specific course or two, and
Dye’s philosophy to course design is introduced more as asides than in detail.
Not all the courses are Dye creations. Early
attention is given to a pair of famous ones from which Dye took inspiration,
the St. Andrews Old Course in Scotland and Pinehurst #2 in North Carolina. One
chapter recalls grass and bunker improvements Dye attempted early in his career
at an Indianapolis club, whose members “remember me as the man who single-handedly
annihilated their golf course.”
That
is an outlier in what amounts to a memoir of unparalleled success. Dye and
co-author Mark Shaw focus much of the book on Dye’s many important personal
relationships with course owners and underlings, until the text often reads
like an overlong Oscar speech.
Bury
Me In A Pot Bunker
will appeal to golf lovers, especially those fascinated by the traditions and
structural underpinnings of the game. But while written in a breezy, accessible
manner, it won’t be so engaging to those who pick it up for the funny title.
Dye’s considerable ego gets in the way, as does a chronic need to mention his
wife and sons.
Cutting
through the chaff, one gets a peppery self-portrait of someone who relentlessly
followed his own muse, never mind anyone else.
When
one owner stalled on Dye’s demand to be allowed to take down some beloved
cottonwoods blocking a prime tee location, Dye burned the trees down and left
the owner to cool off before explaining himself.
When
executives at another club asked him to rebuild their signature course,
originally designed by classic architect Seth Raynor, Dye told them where to
go: “I bluntly told them that as far as I could tell, the only thing wrong with
Camargo was its membership, and they would be wise to leave Mr. Raynor’s course
alone.”
Dye’s
friction with tour pros becomes a running sidebar:
While
PGA touring professionals have been brought up on manicured courses since
junior golf, the foreign contingent have been raised on bad lies and rough
weather requiring mental toughness…That’s why the cream rises to the top in
major championships played on great golf courses that are not reduced in
difficulty. Unfortunately, misplaced loyalty by stubborn governing bodies for
the “feelings” of the touring professionals many times prevents a great course
from being played at full strength.
Harbour Town was not the last time that
attitude earned Dye some flak. When his TPC at Sawgrass course opened in 1982,
Dye drew comparisons to Darth Vader for such wayward features as a green that sat
in the middle of a pond, daring golfers not to splash their approach. Now Sawgrass
hosts what some golf enthusiasts consider the Tour’s “fifth major”; its “island
hole” one of the most thrilling venues in sports.
Not all his courses have been total successes.
His PGA West course in California was a Tour venue until players urged it be
dropped. [In 2016 the course was returned to the Tour rota.] Dye gives rare expression to hurt feelings about that decision: “Criticism from the
touring professionals is something I’ve learned to live with over the years,
but their bombastic comments really hurt this time.”
The one-course-a-chapter format means the book
never stays on anything long. Mostly the bosses were all good guys as Dye and
Shaw explain it. Stories of one such top-of-the-line rich fellow after another
enabling the creation of another showcase track get rote after a while.
Dye course designs have revolutionized the
game, introducing greater levels of difficulty but also playability and visual
aesthetics. Golf fans will appreciate the tidbits they get about his design
philosophy.
He likens greens to faces on a painter’s canvas
and notes the importance of choosing the right grasses and taking into account
prevailing winds. Natural splendor should be emphasized whenever possible.
While Dye clearly relishes the idea of being
seen as the bogeyman by golfers of all levels, he insists on a fair design
approach:
If
I’ve challenged the players with two rugged par-fours and a long and difficult
par-three, I’ll spot a short, straightforward par-five next as a bit of a
breather. If the golfers played the previous three tough holes well, then the
par-five is a chance for them to go under par. Players who are still reeling
from a string of bogeys get a chance to recover a shot and gather their wits
for the upcoming holes.
Occasionally Dye will light into a subject of
larger interest. Environmentalism was then and is more now a controversial subject
in the business of golf courses. They are dubbed “green deserts” and blamed for
poisoning groundwater and soil alike with excess fertilizer.
Dye doesn’t face up to this unpleasant truth so
much as change the subject. Building the island hole at Sawgrass and the
finishing holes at Harbour Town required the upheaval of much coastline, but
he’s more interested in the aesthetics and the playability.
In 1986 he began the designing and building of Old
Marsh, a course in Florida. Wetland concerns there held him up for years. “No
one seems to have the big picture in mind,” he says of regulators, meaning of
course Dye’s big picture.
The Old Marsh Golf Club course. Image from facebook.com. |
But when the course was finally built, Dye
notes it was a success not only for golfers but nature as well. The wetlands
that were lost were replaced, and in many cases improved:
The
main objective should be to improve the aesthetics of the course by
establishing vibrant, attractive marshes that enhance the beauty of the land.
With a little care, the architect can not only produce clean, clear marshes,
but actually attract new species of wildlife that never existed in the area
before. At Old Marsh, the wildlife actually preferred the new marshes to the
old ones.
Dye
also notes a focus on preserving or incorporating historical elements at other
courses. The Brickyard at Indianapolis, a course that lies partially within the
Indianapolis 500 racing oval, uses stones from an old racetrack crash wall as
water bulkheads. The Pete Dye Club in Clarksburg, West Virginia incorporates
underground shafts and even a coal tipple from the mining operation that
existed there before.
My
1999 paperback edition comes with a handful of black-and-white photographs but
no other illustrations. Diagrams of the courses would have been useful as
complement to the prose, which is drab and utilitarian in the main. As much as
I wanted to be, I couldn’t ever quite get excited about playing any of these
courses, even on a computer.
Of
course, many of these courses are unplayable to peons like me. There is an
elitist air about golf, something which Dye pushes back against at times but
seems to accept overall. It seems to require of its players a higher level of
both income and skill than any other sport. Dye seems quite fine here being on
the cutting edge in both departments.
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