Many international golf trips start from a gloomy UK, with the one little ray of hope we all latch onto the thought of playing in glorious weather elsewhere in the world. I was sitting in a cold corner of my dark house in springtime when this particular opportunity to jet off to the United States hit my inbox. My eyes lit up and before I knew it my bags were packed and I was setting off to Heathrow where I would be meeting my partner in crime for the week, Golf Monthly photographer, Kevin Murray, aptly nicknamed ‘Muzza’. Having met Muzza in the airport lounge, I knew we were in for a good week. I’d never been to a lounge in the airport before – it was all very exciting and a great way to kick-start the getaway.
Several hours later, we touched down in Chicago and set off for our