Design Team
After the land was secured the Union League selected a design team that could build a world-class golf course, and a modern clubhouse. The Union League members would spare no expense in the golf and building architects.
The members of the future Union League Golf and Country Club retained renowned golf course architect Dr. Alister MacKenzie to design an 18-hole golf course on the property. MacKenzie would be aided by two-time U.S. Amateur Champion, H. Chandler Egan and collegiate champion Robert Hunter.
The prestigious design firm of Willis Polk and Company was chosen as the clubhouse architect. Willis Polk and Company were highly acclaimed and responsible for many architectural gems throughout Northern California. Willis Polk, who was considered the architectural mastermind of the rebuilding of San Francisco after the 1906 earthquake, died in 1924. His architectural firm, however carried on in his tradition and developed the plans for the Union League Golf and Country Club structure. The chief Architect in charge of the project was Angus McSweeney.
MacKenzie, with help from Hunter and Egan, utilized the existing topography and with minimal grading sculpted an 18-hole layout that would soon draw rave reviews as a world-class golf course. The course featured some of the most undulating greens ever built and the bunkering rivaled recently completed Cypress Point in Monterey. According to news accounts, “No expense has been spared to build the best. As witness of that, the piping is of cast iron. But one other course in Northern California has that, it is said”.
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