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Happy Saint Patrick’s Day from Paddy the Caddy!  wouldn’t it be great if you celebrated St Patrick in the land where he became famous?  Sure, we all celebrate St Patricks Day by gathering with friends, drinking green beer and singing Celtic tunes, but to go to the land of Saint Patrick’s legacy and hit the links would be a dream come true!  Let Paddy the Caddy help you realize that dream!  Call us today at 1-855-IRE-GOLF to find out how we can make your golf dream a reality.  And speaking of Saint Patrick, here’s a quick history of our beloved Saint!

History of Saint Patrick

St Patrick is known as the patron saint of Ireland. True, he was not a born Irish. But he has become an integral part of the Irish heritage, mostly through his service across Ireland of the 5th century.

Patrick was born in the later half of the 4th century AD. There are differing views about the exact year and place of his birth. According to one school of opinion, he was born about 390 A.D., while the other school says it is about 373 AD. Again, his birth place is said to be in either Scotland or Roman England. His real name was probably Maewyn Succat. Though Patricius was his Romanicized name, he was later came to be familiar as Patrick.

Patrick was the son of Calpurnius, a Roman-British army officer. He was growing up as naturally as other kids in Britain. However, one day a band of pirates landed in south Wales and kidnapped this boy along with many others. Then they sold him into slavery in Ireland. He was there for 6 years, mostly imprisoned. This was when changes came to him. He dreamed of having seen God. Legend says, he was then dictated by God to escape with a getaway ship.

Finally, he did escape and went to Britain. And then to France. There he joined a monastery and studied under St. Germain, the bishop of Auxerre. He spent around 12 years in training. And when he became a bishop he dreamed that the Irish were calling him back to Ireland to tell them about God. The Confessio, Patrick’s spiritual autobiography, is the most important document regarding this. It tells of a dream after his return to Britain, in which one Victoricus delivered him a letter headed “The Voice of the Irish.”

So he set out for Ireland with the Pope’s blessings. There he converted the Gaelic Irish, who were then mostly Pagans, to Christianity. He was confident in the Lord, he journeyed far and wide, baptizing and confirming with untiring zeal. And, in a diplomatic fashion he brought gifts to a kinglet here and a lawgiver there,but accepted none from any.

Indeed, Patrick was quite successful at winning converts. Through active preaching, he made important converts even among the royal families. And this fact upset the Celtic Druids. Patrick was arrested several times,but escaped each time. For 20 years he had traveled throughout Ireland, establishing monasteries across the country. He also set up schools and churches which would aid him in his conversion. He developed a native clergy, fostered the growth of monasticism, established dioceses, and held church councils.

Patrick’s doctrine is considered orthodox and has been interpreted as anti-Pelagian. Although he is not particularly noted as a man of learning, a few of his writings remain extant: his Confession, a reply to his detractors, and several letters. The Lorica (“Breastplate”), a famous hymn attributed to Patrick, may date to a later period. By the end of the 7th century Patrick had become a legendary figure, and the legends have continued to grow since then. There are many legends associated with St Patrick. It is said that he used the three-leafed shamrock to

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True, these are mostly legends. But, after some 1500 years, these legends have been inseparably combined with the facts. And together they have helped us know much about the Saint and the spirit behind celebration of the day. Patrick’s mission in Ireland lasted for over 20 years. He died on March 17, AD 461. That day has been commemorated as St. Patrick’s Day ever since. The day’s spirit is to celebrate the universal baptization of Ireland. Though originally a Catholic holy day, St. Patrick’s Day has evolved into more of a secular holiday. Or, rather, ‘be an Irish Day ‘. And the Irish has borne it as part of their national tradition in everywhere they populated and prospered. The Catholic feast day for this most loved of Irish saints has become a holiday in celebration of the Irish and Irish culture. The leprechaun, a Celtic fairy, has become entrenched as a chief symbol for this holiday, as is the shamrockan ancient symbol for the triple goddess Brigit. It is fitting that this holiday should fall at the time of the year when the return of spring begins to seem at hand.

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Dreams of Greens – Your Golf Trip to Ireland

Plan a Golf Trip to Ireland and your dreams will come true!

Winter is really trudging on.  Here in our home base of Pennsylvania, that blasted groundhog ordered up six more seeks of winter!

But our beloved Philadelphia Eagles won the Super Bowl, so who cares if we are cold right now!  But now it is time to turn our thoughts to the Spring.  And with the Spring comes GOLF!  And as long as we are dreaming of Golf, why not consider your dream golf vacation?  That’s right – a golf trip to Ireland!

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At Paddy the Caddy, we will ensure that you have the best possible golf experience possible.  That word again – “Experience”! It works a couple of ways.  One, Paddy has years of experience providing golfers with not only the best golf that Ireland has to offer , but also ensures the best all around experience!  Paddy’s crew  guides you on scenic tours that are off the beaten path.  You will meet some true characters who are indicative of the culture.  Dine in the finest Inns and drink in the warmest Pubs.  You will be immersed in the culture.

The “Paddy the Caddy” experience is centered around the golf, yes, but the memories you have of your trip won’t be defined by the time you holed-out from the trap, but rather by the interactions with the local people, the pubs, the countryside and new friendships.  Why wait?  Start planning your trip now.  Call your friends.  Gather up a foursome.  Bring your spouses.  Bring your kids.  It’s easy to say “Maybe next year” or “Hopefully someday”.  But wouldn’t you rather make memories now, which you can share and relive in stories for years to come?  Life is fleeting.  Time is finite.  Go now.  Make those memories with your friends and family.

For booking information, call Paddy today at  (855) IRE-GOLF or email us by clicking HERE.

Sweet Dreams!


Quotes from Tom Coyne’s Book A COURSE CALLED IRELAND



“Back in Philadelphia, Patrick had been a steamfitter and a  rising star in his union.  Not quite six feet, but a meaty, square-jawed kid from a working-class Irish neighborhood, he’d played college football and been blessed with the confidence and sense of humor essential for survival as the youngest of seven, meaning he was a ballbuster, with no less than a million friends.  His stories were performances, full-body affairs told with wide eyes, “Dude, listen to this,” that you wouldn’t dare not.  He had an uncanny memory for names and conversations-introduce him to a hermit and within ten minutes Patrick would have figured out their friends in common.  But a  few years earlier, when his wife’s career skyrocketed, he was left with decision: Quit his job and move to Ireland,or don’t. On its face, it wasn’t a decision, it was a dream, but it would be no easy transition for Pat, who went from steamfitter to Mr. Mom, from American’s buddy to the stranger down the road.  With his daughters off to school, Patrick had more downtime than her knew how to juggle, and after a few thought months, after checking off everyone of those thirty -nine pubs (he showed me the list, and it was impressive) Patrick decided ti was time to go back to work. Shy as he was Patrick-Paddy by now- drove out to the golf course he’d been hearing about , this Old Head of Kinsale, and asked the caddy master for a loop.”

This is a true story of how Paddy the Caddy was born, born again on a golf course in Ireland.  I have been making dreams come true since 1963, so why don’t you book a Irish adventure with the best Irish-American Golf explorer  of them all. Paddy the Caddy Happy New Year

Didn’t get that Golf trip to Ireland?

Christmas has come and gone and you didn’t get that golf trip to Ireland…again!!

But all is not lost.  You had a wonderful Christmas with your Family.  You got your wife a diamond necklace, a day at the Spa, some cash and a new coat.  Your Oldest Son got skis, new tires for his car, some cash and an Official NFL Jersey.  Your daughter got the latest smartphone, cash, gift cards to her favorite clothiers and tickets to see her favorite Country Music star.  Your youngest Son got a new Video Gaming Console and controllers, games, tickets to a hockey game and an official NHL “Sweater” and – of course – cash.

You got a tie.  And yes – it went like this:  “Merry Christmas Dad!  We love you!  We all chipped in and got you this!”

Here’s the tie.

a tie is not a golf trip to Ireland.

NOT a golf trip to Ireland.

You say.  “Gee”  “Thanks EVERYONE.”  You REALLY shouldn’t have.  Then you say this looks a lot like the tie they got you last year.  But then your wife explains how “that was a green tie with blue stripes and THIS is a blue tie with green stripes.  They are completely different.”  Here is a picture of last year’s tie:

A tie is not a golf trip to Ireland.

Also not a golf trip to Ireland.

So after a few eggnogs you reach a moment of clarity.  You go to your Computer and log onto to check out their golf packages.  You then call your three best golfing buddies and ask them what color their ties were.  Then you all decide to give yourselves a little Christmas gift – a golf trip to Ireland!  You go and have the time of your life.  You send your family a card from Ireland explaining how you returned one of the ties and used the money to partially fund your trip and then you thank them for their generosity.  You send them a picture of you and one of your buddies getting ready to tee off.  Life is good.  Merry Christmas to you.  And oh yeah, nice tie, my friend.


Golf Trip to Ireland and a spiffy tie!





Over 50 Bucket list golf trip with your buddies to Ireland

Over 50 Golf Bucket List to Ireland with your buddies!

You are looking to the big 50 express train coming right at you, a dim light in a tunnel that is growing bigger.  Get off the tracks and get a few tickets to paradise.  Loosely translated : Rally the crew, get off your ass, stop procrastinating and let Paddy plan you next bucket list golf trip to Ireland. For the cost of a weekend at the Jersey Shore with a few lads, you could have played some of the best golf courses on earth. Check out Old Head Here, Paddy’s family home for 4+ years ago.  Top ten golf courses in the world voted by Golf World.  Find out what other group are saying about their Paddy the Caddy experience, we make the journey so personal, filled with surprises that only a man like Paddy can make come true. God Bless and Happy Christmas to all. Cheers Paddy Spellman Making dreams come true since 1963!

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Golf Getaways to Ireland with your favorite foursome

Pat Welde's 50th Birthday in Ireland

A Golf Getaway to Ireland with Lifelong Friends

Are you looking to plan the ultimate goal getaway to Ireland and play where Rory, Graham and Padraig played?   Look no further than Paddy the Caddy .  With Paddy you not only play the best course but you become emerged in the culture.  Paddy spent years as a player, caddy and tour guide.  A golf trip to Ireland or Scotland for many is a once in a life time experience , bucket list kind of thing!  Make sure when planning this trip you get the whole experience. Paddy’s team will find you the best accommodations, golf courses and pubs with entrainment with a personal touch. Paddy has boots on the ground personnel in Ireland to support your every need.  The relationships, the experience, friendships and “street smarts” ensures you are not taken for a ride when taken on your trip.

Plan your trip

Let Paddy “carry your bag” when planning your trip.  We will ask you questions about the type of course you like to play, your index, your budget and sightseeing, biking , hiking or golfing.   We will match you with ideal accommodations and should you choose to imbibe, then you will find yourself in the finest pubs.  At Paddy the Caddy, no two trips are the same. The time we take planning your trip guarantees the best experience while you are on your trip.  There really is a difference with Paddy the Caddy!

Call Today and Give the Greatest Holiday Gift Ever!

If you would like more information about the ultimate Golf Getaway for that special golfer on your list, call us at 855-473-4653 or visit our Holiday Golf Getaway page by clicking HERE.

Happy Christmas!  -Paddy

Happy Holidays

Holiday Golf Getaways to Ireland

Holiday Golf Gift

Holiday Golf Gift – What to get the Golfer in your life?

When you think about gifts for that golfer on your list, what you you think of?  The Holiday golf gifts most people think of are new clubs.  But that is very personal to the golfer and he or she needs to check out dozens of clubs and test them and be fitted, so maybe scratch that off the list.  A foursome at a local club? That’s getting better, but they can go to a local club anytime.  Then there is a gift card to a golf superstore.  That’s nice, but it’s a bit impersonal/  So what can you do to REALLY make their day?  A golf trip to Ireland or Scotland booked through Paddy the Caddy!

The Ultimate Holiday Golf Gift

Can you imagine the look on the face of the golfer in your life when they found out you booked them a golf vacation through Paddy the Caddy?!  It will be a tough gift to top, for sure!  There is a connection to the game that is like nothing else when you experience [playing in Ireland and Scotland.  That connection runs through the very fibre of your being.  You are connected to the hills, the grass, the soil.  You are connected to the wind and the sun.  The sky.  You are connected to the people who grace those lands.  The pubs, the shops, the Inns, the small towns and the charm.  The experience AS A WHOLE is what sets Paddy the Caddy apart from other booking agencies.  Anyone can reserve a tee time and a hotel.  It’s a special group, who can book the experience.  At Paddy the Caddy, we connect you to the most spirited folks you will ever meet!  Memories, which will last a lifetime and new friendships forged.

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Book the Golf trip of their dreams.  Book the golf trip of YOUR dreams.  Either way, the Holiday Golf Gift of a lifetime is just a call or click away!  Call us at (855) IRE-GOLF. 855-473-4653.  Or email us at

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Golf Gifts – Holiday Golf Vacation to Ireland

Golf Gifts – Holiday Golf Vacation to Ireland

Golf Getaways this Holiday Season

Golf Vacations in Ireland

Happy Holidays from Paddy the Caddy!  Is someone special on your Holiday Gift Giving List that is an avid Golfer?  Are you thinking about a Holiday Golf Getaway or a Special Golf Vacation?  Let Paddy the Caddy design your dream Golf Getaway!  Below are some of the feature Courses we work with on a regular basis:

A Golf Vacation to Ireland will be the trip of a lifetime.  And when you plan a trip of your lifetime, you need Paddy the Caddy because of our relationships with the Courses’ Staffs and Pros and with the surrounding amenities such as hotels, pubs, restaurants and local attractions.  You can rely on Paddy the Caddy to ensure your gold dreams are realized.  Contact Paddt the Caddy to day and give yourself or that special golfer on your list the ultimate Holiday gift!
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The Coyne Cup

As Attentions Turn to Hazeltine, a Group of Golfers Head to Ireland in Pursuit of a Different Cup

By Tom Coyne

I knew we were in trouble when he split the 1st fairway. Tony’s was a relaxed and compact swing, and we watched its ease replicated across the links of Rosses Point in County Sligo. At 66 years of age and banking 23 shots on the scorecard, Tony assured us his opening par was an anomaly. Soon we were questioning Tony’s understanding of that particular word—anomaly doesn’t mean agaip813173150-4
n and again and again, until you’ve drubbed your tournament host 7 and 6 on day one of the tournament. Even our caddie from Sligo was wondering by the 14th hole: “Tony, where did you get this 23 handicap? Did you win it in a raffle?”

With the golfing world’s eyes set on Minnesota, 44 golfers from around the world headed to County Mayo, Ireland, this week with a different cup on their minds. And this weekend as we watch the events unfold in Hazeltine, we will know the glory of battling for our own trophy. While the golf in the Ryder Cup might be great, on the western shores of Ireland, the golf is something better. It is grand.

It is a strange and wonderful thing when something you write goes off into the world and takes on a life of its own. In 2007 I walked the circumference of Ireland with golf clubs strapped to my back, playing every links course in my path, and scribbled down the story of those four months in a book, A Course Called Ireland. I hoped people other than my parents would read it (they got free copies—they better have), but as I sat at Wednesday evening’s awards dinner in the ballroom at the Mount Falcon Estate and looked at a roomful of golfers from California and Texas, from Canada and Australia laugh and pat shouldp701558173-4ers and commiserate over their three-day golf donnybrook in the dunes, I felt a paternal pride for the wee volume that brought us all together. And even though Team Coyne lost in the inaugural Coyne Cup and I had to watch the victors pass the winning crystal, I felt immense gratitude for three things—I was grateful for this game, for the friendships it effortlessly forges and for the fact that it doesn’t rain in the ballroom at the Mount Falcon.

Nearly 10 years after my walk, a friend at Old Sod Travel suggested we put together a trip for folks who might be curious to sample some of the courses I lauded in my story. We decided to make it a team match—we would draft two sides, then pit Team Coyne versus a team captained by the source of much of the book’s comedy, Paddy the Caddy from Kinsale. We anticipated a 12-on-12 grudge match, but suddenly we had two busloads of golfers headed to the championship links of Rosses Point, the unrivaled dunes of Enniscrone and my favorite course in Ireland, Carne in yonder Belmullet.

Day one saw a jetlagged pack of golfers fighting the rain across Enniscrone in a practice round, wide-eyed from the holes they had just traversed. Half the group had never been to Ireland, and the sandy mountains of Enniscrone were a quick reminder that golf is different here. Paddy and I arm-wrestled over sticks and sandbaggers that evening, assembling our sides and donning our players with their respective team’s cap at the welcome dinner. Bets were made and trash talk was lobbed across the tables, the wagers and bravado each growing bolder as the Guinness disappeared. We pledged our loyalty to our colors and set the tall crystal of the Coyne Cup on the highest shelf of the hotel bar, and a gang of strangers quickly bonded over golf’s most beautiful delusion—that tomorrow we would play our best.

p568918764-4On Day 1 at Rosses Point, we might have been able to handle Tony in our better-ball match (Tony’s game would return to earth in later play, his handicap proving legit) if only his partner, Paddy the Caddy, had not brought along his secret weapon. It was located just below Paddy’s nose, and from the 1st tee on, it remained open and unchecked. Paddy’s steady stream of punchlines, sound effects and spontaneous nicknames were too much for our pairing to overcome; we dropped our opening match and Team Coyne was staring at a 7-4 deficit. The busses dropped us at the Beach Bar in Aughris Head, a thatched waterside pub that I ranked as No. 1 of the 242 I had visited on my odyssey. In one of its hallowed nooks I plotted the next day’s comeback. As the pints flew across the bar to a gang of 40 thirsty golfers, a surefire strategy emerged: Try to be less hung over than your opponent. It wasn’t going to be easy for my team at a watering hole such as the Beach Bar, but neither was listening to a Paddy victory speech.

When I heard the next morning that Team Paddy members had hosted a late-night cartwheel contest in the bar of our five-star hotel, I felt confident in our prospects in that day’s Stableford format. Under sunny skies, Team Coyne scrapped for net birdies and pars across the rollercoaster that is Enniscrone and tightened the margin to two points. It would come down to the bounty of points at stake on day three in the singles matches, and the captains’ recipes for matchups would decide the Cup. Back at the hotel, Paddy and I holed up in a lounge by the fire and plotted our battles. Actually, we ate steaks and chips and told Paddy’s jokes to the hotel manager, pausing occasionally to match up players who would get along. On this trip, that was easy work.p856329057-4

I had always wanted to plan Irish and Scottish buddy trips, but I lacked the buddies (I’m not entirely without friends, just friends with the time and the budgets for 10 days of playing
abroad). The spirit of the Coyne Cup was to tackle this dilemma. It had to be a quick-hit: four days of golf, a young-dad friendly trip (with trip extensions for those with looser schedules). It had to be affordable (golfing the gems of northwest Ireland meant great value) and easy for guys who, like me, couldn’t wrangle a dozen golf buddies willing to write that check. It seemed to work for the Coyne Cup; players came as singles or as twosomes but gelled into a lodge of like-minded individuals. They liked golf. They liked my book. Or they liked to be really polite to their host—either way, our plan to build a first-class, barrier-free bridge to the links of Ireland found an eager audience. And what an audience it was.

Far from the 10 guys you’ve been traveling with from your club since the ’90s, in our team rooms sat the women’s world speed golf champion, a vet from Afghanistan, two professors, the director of golf at Florida’s top golf resort, a Canadian grandmother, an individual battling Parkinson’s, an Australian who bought my book for 50 cents at a store in Arizona, Googled me and signed up for the trip—and best of all, my 82-year-old dad who played four days in a row without so much as a limp. Good people find each other if you give them a good place to do it, and County Mayo is one of the really good places.

p498201127-4I was happy for Paddy as he lifted the cup I had lugged to Ireland and unpacked for security to prove there wasn’t a trophy-shaped bomb in my bag, happy he was my friend, happy we would be doing this again in 2017 at Machrihanish in Scotland, happy that everyone in the room wanted to sign up that night (we are expanding the bus count if you’re interested) and happy that, even though the weather at Carne that afternoon had been apocalyptic (in New Jersey, we would have been evacuated), it was still the best golf setting on the planet. It was warm and dry at Mount Falcon, and the company was grand.

Tom Coyne is the author of The New York Times bestseller A Course Called Ireland and the forthcoming A Course Called the Kingdom from Simon & Schuster. Visit

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