An important note about getting to The K Club if you are planning on driving there. We put the course into our satnav and set off quite early so we could utilise the practice facilities.
We were staying a mere 25 minutes from the course but unfortunately we arrived at a gate that stated this entrance was closed and to use the main gate. There were no signs or anything to help us find the main gate so after a further 30 minutes of searching, we pulled into a petrol station and were given directions.
As we approached the main gate we were still fooled as it only had signs for the hotel and smurfit course until you get a bit further in. Continue reading
We woke up this morning to a nasty looking sky and some drizzle in the air, this didn’t dampen our excitement. We’d heard only good things about this course so were not put off by the weather.
With only a short drive (a shuttle service available) from the resort, we arrived pretty close to our tee time. We would advise to get there in plenty of time as they have a good practice area including a putting green, chipping area and nets.
It’s very difficult to put into words how visually stunning Druids Glen is. There are so many features all the way round, especially some of the par 3′s. The course is in excellent condition with fast and consistent greens, large fairway bunkers, and lots of water!! Continue reading
After a 6 hour journey over to Ireland we were rewarded with what I can only describe as fantastic service at the Druids Glen Resort. We played Druids Heath today and were lucky the weather held up.
We managed to do a lap of the hotel looking for the first tee and eventually had to ask where it was. (Perhaps better signage would help).
From the first tee we realised our course guide was a must and found it very helpful with blind tee shots or trying to avoid the many fairway bunkers.
The course was very undulating and had some very narrow fairways. The bunkers are very similar to that of European courses, not like the sand we are used to at home!! Continue reading