At the start of a media trip only a few years into my career as a traveling golf journalist, I was hanging out with a few veteran golf writers by one of the baggage claim carousels inside Missouri’s Springfield-Branson National Airport, waiting for everyone’s clubs to arrive. When details of my sticks came up in conversation, I opened my travel bag to pull out an iron. That’s when one of the more experienced travel writers dropped some knowledge on me.
“You travel with your clubs like that?” he asked, clearly surprised.
I had no idea what he was getting at. I had headcovers on the driver, fairway wood and hybrids, and the bag was securely tucked inside the travel bag. All seemed fine to me…