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Carry a fancy pistol, duh.

A gold course is a waste of a perfectly good shooting range.

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My CCW is a Sig 365 that I normally carry in a CrossBreed IWB kidney.  It interferes with my swing so I have started carrying it in my front pocket when I'm golfing. It's a bit weighty for a pocket gun but I am getting used to it. The course I play is an inner city municipal course in Houston so being unarmed is not an option.

What do you carry on the golf course?

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Carrying off person is a good way to get killed.

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never had a problem with my gun getting in the way of my swing!  unless your arms are somehow brushing your hips and or you're OTWB carrying, this shouldn't be a problem, in fact im kinda lost as to how this hampers your swing unless it's throwing your weight off but anythings possible!  i run a few different setups(9mfullsize,45fullsize,45compact) whilst on the course all with same brand of holster N8 pro. this thing is very very comfortable and does not move and handles the sweat during the hot days amazingly!  had a friend who used to run a shotty in his bag..for snakes, gators, skeeters, critters and such.  YMMV though

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Smith and Wesson 340pd. Very light and packs a punch.

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Don't blame you a bit and hell, you may run into OJ Simpson. Isn't he still combing the golf courses for the killer?

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This golf course is in the inner city. Surrounded by a walking/jogging trail. On the west side is the municipal zoo and picnic area. Non golfers are frequently on the course. Walking dogs, feeding ducks, fishing, taking pictures etc. The Marshal does a decent job of managing the course but due to the hundreds of people using the area by the time he makes one round there are more non golfers on the course. Mostly foreign tourists.
There are lots of places on this golf course where you could get mugged.

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The only acceptable answer here is Browning 1919 in your golf bag.

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Where the hell do you guys play, Watts?  An assault wedge is more than enough on the course, it's the 19th hole where they had out CIB's.

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Now, you're probably asking yourself, "Self, what the hell is a golf gun?" And to be honest, I don't know either. But it sure put a hole in Juan.

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Fuck a pistol, you should be carrying a long gun in your bag.  You can't even come close to hitting a
3 iron so get rid of that and you can't hit a fairway wood so you can also dump that.  Don't even
think about leaving your sand wedge out...as much as you are in traps.

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While I carry just about everywhere the golf course is not a place where I've ever felt like I needed to.

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There once was a school custodian named Juan. Juan loved his job, and he always went above and beyond to make sure his school was in perfect shape. Everybody, the students, the teachers, the parents, they all loved Juan. Well after a while, a few parents approached Juan and said to him, "Juan, nobody cares about this school like you do. You've put in more effort here than anybody, and it's easy to see the results of your work. Have you ever thought about running for school board, so you could have the same impact on the whole district?" Juan thought about it for a minute, and he said to them, "I'm a simple man. I love my wife, I love my kids, and I love my dog. But if you think I could do a good job, if you really think I could make a difference, I'll do it." And with that, Juan launched his campaign. It wasn't much of a contest. The whole community knew Juan, and he won his election in a landslide.

And Juan brought his same love and dedication to the school board, and he did a great job. It wasn't long before he started getting noticed around the state. And eventually, some political consultants approached Juan and said to him, "Juan, you've done a great job on the school board. It's easy to see your passion for helping people and making your community a better place. Have you ever thought about running for governor, so you could have the same impact on the whole state?" Juan thought about it for a minute, and he said to them, "I'm a simple man. I love my wife, I love my kids, and I love my dog. But if you think I could do a good job, if you really think I could make a difference, I'll do it." And with that, Juan started running for governor. His campaign took more time and effort than the school board race, because he had to sell himself to the whole state. But anybody who saw Juan speak immediately realized that he was the real deal, and Juan was able to win his campaign.

Again, Juan brought his same love and dedication to the state house, and he did a great job. Juan had record-high approval ratings, and everything in his state was going great. Eventually, some of his advisors approached Juan and said, "Juan, you're one of the best governors this state has ever seen! You've really got a knack for politics. Have you ever thought about running for President, so you could have the same impact on the whole country?" Juan thought about it for a minute, and he said to them, "I'm a simple man. I love my wife, I love my kids, and I love my dog. But if you think I could do a good job, if you really think I could make a difference, I'll do it." And with that, Juan set his sights on the Oval Office. Juan's campaign was a tough one, as most presidential races are. But the American people were sick of the division and the animosity in American politics, and Juan's campaign slogan--"I'm a simple man. I love my wife, I love my kids, and I love my dog. If you think I could do a good job as President, please vote for me"--really resonated with the voters, and Juan won the election.

After a few months in the Oval Office, though, it started to become clear that Juan was in over his head. Juan was a simple man, and the stress and complexities of running the country were too much for him. The country started to go off the rails--unemployment was high, and both the economy and his approval ratings were tanking. The stress was getting to Juan. He wasn't sleeping. He was worrying constantly, because while he wasn't well-suited for the job, he still wanted to do a good job. Juan was in an impossible situation.

One day, Juan's wife came in the Oval Office and complained that Juan wasn't spending enough time with her and the kids and the dog. This, on top of all the stress he was already facing, was enough to break Juan, and he snapped. He reached into the drawer of the Resolute Desk, pulled out a gun, and shot his wife dead. The kids heard the commotion and came to see what was going on, and Juan shot his kids dead. The dog came in the room, and Juan shot the dog. As Juan looked around and surveyed the scene, he had a moment of clarity. He said, "Oh no! What have I done?" Juan knew that the Secret Service would be there any second, and he knew he had to get out.

He ran out of the Oval Office, down the hall, and out the doors of the White House. He ran through the gate, and into the National Mall. Juan knew he was extremely recognizable, so he figured he had to hide somewhere where he wouldn't be seen. He ran through the Mall until he got to the Potomac, and he started running along the banks of the Potomac until he came across a bridge. Under the bridge, the was a homeless man. Juan approached the homeless man, and said, "Excuse me sir, I'm in a bit of trouble. Would you mind if I sleep here for a bit, until some of the heat dies down?" The homeless man looked at Juan and said, "wait a minute, you're Juan. I just saw on the news that you shot your wife, you shot your kids, and you shot your dog, you sick son of a bitch!" And with that, the homeless man reached into his bag, pulled out a golf gun, and shot Juan in the face.

Now, you're probably asking yourself, "Self, what the hell is a golf gun?" And to be honest, I don't know either. But it sure put a hole in Juan.

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.38 wadcutters are excellent pitching wedges

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Houston inner city

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The only acceptable answer here is Browning 1919 in your golf bag.

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G19 in my bag. Although it is big enough to hold an M249 and a set of clubs.
<Al Czervik

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The only acceptable answer here is Browning 1919 in your golf bag.