Before the iron, there was the board. Since we were young and moving through the city on our Skateboards, we would see things differently than the regular guy. Handrails, stairs, ledges, banks: we would judge the architecture by its usability.
And we’re still looking at the world this way. If it’s too far to get out to the countryside, we meet in the forlorn outskirts of the metropolis and enjoy ourselves with Urban golf. Having a cold beer with our friends, we hit a couple of balls, nice and easy against the lanterns, and call it a day.
That’s where we get our ideas – and they’re fresh like a newborn.
We defy the Golf establishment with their elite structures.
Right at the front there struts the proud rooster, symbolizing our attitude.
We are the avant-garde.
A new generation of golfers – and you’re taking part in it.