Commune with the Cathedral in the Pines
To experience The Masters Tournament is to see firsthand the veneration of tradition, the purity of the game, and the immediacy of the relationship between athletes and fans. Once inside the hallowed grounds of Augusta National, everyone is treated exactly the same, whether they showed up on foot or by private jet. A pimento sandwich and beer still costs $3.50, there are no corporate tents, and gracious southern charm and decorum prevails. As the world’s best golfers pull out all the stops on the back nine and you hear a roar rolling over the revered Cathedral in the Pines and share in the collective excitement as history unfolds around you.