Beers And Birdies
Bucks mission brief
Beers And Birdies opens with a private nine holes, beers already flowing, clubs and balls sorted, and a cart just for the man of the hour. Nobody's chasing a scorecard, they're chasing bragging rights and the slices that become years of inside jokes. Your private transfer then rolls the crew straight into a reserved feast at the pub: mains and a two hour drinks package sorted for the whole crew. Round the night out at a waterfront bar with its own nightclub style corner, a jug waiting on arrival, a bonus beer for the Buck, and a reserved spot on the balcony over the water. Three stops, zero logistics, and you spend the whole day in it instead of running it.
Game Plan
$249.00 per person, based on 12 attendees.
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All of your package customisations will show up right here!Beers And Birdies is the bucks day starter that gets everyone moving before the real night even begins.
Most bucks days start with someone standing in a golf shop trying to remember everyone's shoe size for hire clubs, or juggling three group chats trying to lock in a tee time that suits blokes who haven't held a club since school. None of that here. The clubs are racked, the balls are counted out, and the first beer's already cold by the time the crew rolls up to a private nine holes, booked out just for the group.
Nobody's out here chasing a handicap. It's a laid back nine, the kind where a shanked drive into the rough becomes the story that outlives the wedding speech. The boys swing and sledge their way round while the Buck rolls the fairways in his own cart, waving at the group like he's already won something, which, fair enough, he has: it's his day.
From the last green, a private transfer picks the whole crew up and drops them straight at a reserved table at the pub, no wandering around looking for a table for twelve, no explaining to a bored host why there are this many blokes in golf gear. Mains are chosen, not guessed at, and the two hour drinks package means nobody's doing the card-tap shuffle at the bar between rounds.
Then it's onto the water. A reserved spot on the balcony of a waterfront bar, its own nightclub style corner tucked in behind the main room for whenever the group wants to properly get into it. A jug's waiting the second the crew's seated, and the Buck gets his own beer on top of it, the same bloke who's been getting the royal treatment since he rolled off the first tee in his own cart.
And you? You were in it the whole time. Not on the phone chasing a tee time, not explaining the drinks package to twelve different mates, not standing at a bar wondering if the next round's even coming. Just out there with the rest of them, watching the Buck take his golf cart entirely too seriously, and somewhere around that second beer on the balcony someone's going to ask how you pulled this off.
Miss the date and it's back to standing in a golf shop trying to remember everyone's shoe size, chasing a tee time that suits blokes who haven't held a club since school. Book it and it's a private nine holes, a reserved feast, and a cart nobody else on that course gets near. One Beers And Birdies runs per date, so check your date before the choice gets made for you.