I’m walking on the shore, cuddled by a gentle and refreshing breeze. Today my golf round was lucky, eighteen holes surrounded by vineyards and beauty. Actually I’m halfway my golf trip, and I can admit that I could not make a better choice booking this holiday so full of emotions.

I could describe every minute of my trip, but it will be enough remembering these shores to recall Garda and Iseo lakes, natural paradise that host some of the more fascinating Italian golf courses, celebrated and commemorated in the clubhouses of everywhere.