
Located to the south of Vienna, Austria, on the edge of the spa town of Baden lies the prestigious Fontana Golf Course; opened in 1996 this 18-hole course was designed by Doug Carrick and Hans Erhardt. From the beginning quality was the highest priority at Fontana, due to continuous improvements and its demand for high quality standards the Fontana golf course soon developed to become part and parcel of Europe’s elite where it prominently figures among the top 3 golf courses together with such renowned places like St. Andrews and Valderrama.
This 6021 meters length and Par 72 Championship course shows its American influence in its size large and immaculate fairways and greens, the two finishing holes are lined by a huge lake and accompanying bunkers. When the wind blows, the course offers a serious challenge, but even those who struggle here can enjoy its perfection. Many of Europe’s top players, Jose Maria Olazabel for instance, are frequently seen playing here, providing evidence of the club’s international reputation.
Fontana Golf course is the annual host to the European Tour’s BA-CA Open, a golf course of the highest standard to satisfy the most demanding player; excellent and well designed training facilities: the chipping and putting areas complete the outstanding driving range. Claude Grenier teaches here – he is one of the best pros in the country. Only a few minutes away from Vienna, adjacent to the health and casino resort Baden you will find Austria’s most elegant recreational facility: the Fontana Golf & Country Club.










Tom Simpson is one of the unsung heroes of golf course architecture, whose deserved position is alongside Harry Colt and Alister Mackenzie as one of the greats. Simpson was one of the breed of gentleman amateur architects as opposed to a golf professional turned designer. From a wealthy mining family, he was always financially secure and went to Cambridge to study law, leading on to a place on the Bar, although golf rather took over. He was known to show up at the sites of new commissions in a chauffeur-driven Rolls Royce, a not so quiet way to let his well-heeled employers know that he wasn’t some commoner to be trifled with. Here’s how George Peper imagined Simpson’s arrival: “From the backseat emerges what appears to be a fugitive from the Cannes Film Festival, sporting an embroidered cape, horn-rimmed sunglasses, a floppy beret, and an attitude.”










