Two defeats for West Wilts GC Seniors but morale remains high
The Seniors of West Wilts GC lost 3 and a half to 2 and a half away against High Post GC away on Tuesday 23rd May, their first away fixture of the 2017 season. All of us who have played High Post, just outside Amesbury, will agree that ample opportunities exist to lose balls on the tight, hedge lined fairways where driving accuracy is of the essence. Congratulations to Richard Triggol/Roly Jones who won 3 in 2 and David Johnson/Mike Peacock who won by one hole. Captain for the day Terry Turner and Jeff Gardner fought valiantly to halve their match. Unfortunately the run of bad luck continued on home turf on Wednesday 31st May where a strong team from Hamptworth won 4 and a halve to 1 and a half. Richard Triggol was again victorious winning by one hole partnered by Mike Bremridge. Captain Stephen Adams/Mike Peacock relished their close encounter to share the spoils with a half. Despite the two defeats, the Seniors remain undaunted and are very much looking forward to their next home match against Bath on Thursday 8th June.
For all avid readers of The Warminster Journal 125 Years Ago editorial last week Friday 2nd June, I would like to share with you the fascinating account taken from issue 570 of The Warminster and Westbury Journal dated Saturday 4th June 1892, only six months after the formation of West Wilts GC in 1891. I quote, "Just a mile from the snug, old fashioned Wiltshire town that nestles beneath, the links are easy of access and the view from them may well challenge comparison with any in the kingdom. It is simply a glorious one, commanding the fairest portions of the neighbouring counties of Somerset, Dorset, Gloucestershire and Hampshire, with a peep of Crockham Common in far-off Berkshire. Beautifully wooded, the landscape wants nothing to complete its variety but a glimpse of water, as although the Welsh Hills can be seen on a clear day in the far distance, the intervening Bristol Channel is hidden by the range of hills above Bath. Still from such an altitude - 695 feet above the sea level - so noble a panorama of swelling pasture land, rolling downs and verdant forested intervals meets the eye that it well deserves the approbation it universally meets with." The language may appear somewhat antiquated to the modern eye but the sentiments have not changed one iota, writes the author Martin Hicks-Lobbecke.