About Us

Like a lot of golfers today, I rekindled my love for the game in my early 20s.

I first learned to play when I was young. My parents signed me up for lessons, and while I never truly hated golf, I mostly found it boring and frustrating. I’d play with my dad in middle school, and I can still remember trying to snap clubs over my knee, storming off the course, quitting holes, sitting out until 17, coming back only to get even more mad, and finally calling it a day.

In more recent years, though, the game has become something entirely different for me. Golf is now a challenge to test whether I can keep my cool, whether I can stay consistent, whether I can practice with purpose. But the moment that really brought me back wasn’t about my own game at all. It was playing Caledonia for the first time.

There’s something special about experiencing a golf course for the first time. It’s a lot like watching a movie for the first time or going on a first date. You don’t really know what’s going to happen. Maybe you’ve read about it, seen a few pictures, or heard a friend’s story, so you think you’ve got an idea. But stepping onto that first tee, you’re still anxious, nervous, and excited all at once. Then, for four or five hours, you just get to experience it. You see the greens for the first time, react in real time, make good decisions, make bad ones, stumble into happy accidents. That kind of first-time feeling doesn’t come around often.

At Caledonia, I felt it fully. It was beautiful. And ever since, I’ve been chasing that same feeling. The sense of going on an adventure with friends or even on my own. Then trying again. Climbing the mountain again. Taking the challenge again, just to see if I can do a little better. And like rewatching a movie, you start noticing new things the second time around. A detail you missed, a moment that feels different. Golf has been that for me time and again.

Over the last three years, as I’ve played more, practiced more, and even traveled for golf, I’ve realized the real joy isn’t in celebrating scores or handicaps. There’s already plenty of that. For me, the joy is in celebrating the courses themselves, in sharing the experience of them. That’s what I love about golf: the adventure of showing up not knowing all the twists and turns, and taking on the challenge with whoever you happen to be paired with.

That’s what Scrambled is meant to be. A place for every golfer. It doesn’t matter if you’ve never made a birdie in your life, or if you get upset over a single bogey. We all experience the course in the same way. There’s no competitive angle, no stat comparisons, no gatekeeping with obscure golf jargon. It’s just: hey, looking for a course nearby, got a recommendation? Yeah, I do. I love this spot.

That’s Scrambled. That’s what I hope it becomes. That’s why I built it. A central place where you can find, play, and rate your next course.