Lockdown halfway across the world.
Quarantine in New Zealand was one hell of a trip.
And it was an antique golf club that made the difference between sleeping in a bed and sleeping in a van down by the river.
When my wife and I finally returned to the U.S. after several weeks locked down in the small town of Raglan, New Zealand, The Golfer’s Journal picked up my story that details what a pandemic looks like when you live in a camper van.
If you want to read it, grab No. 16 on their site.
Thanks to Travis and The Golfer’s Journal team. Thanks to the Greens for taking us in. Thanks to Wastebusters for the sand wedge.


