In June of 1993, after months of absurdly complex planning, Dave Kindred and Tom Callahan set off on their own incredible journey: in sixty-nine days they went around the world (thirty-seven thousand miles) to play eighteen holes of golf in twenty-one countries on four continents. A few stops were famous and familiar: Augusta National, St. Andrews, Pebble Beach. But most were more like dream sequences out of the Arabian Nights. In Kathmandu they waited on the first tee while a shrouded corpse bound for cremation passed. In Iceland they teed off after midnight in the Arctic Open: it was golf in a refrigerator by the glow of a fifteen-watt bulb. They hit balls into the Atlantic, Pacific, and Indian oceans as well as the Baltic Sea, the River Eden, and an unmentionable spot on a French course built in the shape of the architect's mistress. They got to know Japanese millionaires, Russian prostitutes, Nepalese madmen, and Mother Teresa's volunteers. They even learned why chewing gum is a crime in Singapore.And somewhere along the way Callahan and Kindred came to feel just enough out of place to find their own places in this world. So, after searching for Ben Hogan, they headed home. Read Less