Every trip to the rough becomes a ceremony. In the desert, fire is both a warning and a way of saying goodbye — and the Ritual Hat is stitched from that same blaze.
Camo crown, seared orange lettering, and a silhouette that feels less like golf gear and more like a rite of passage. This isn’t a hat, it’s the torchlight at your own funeral.
Rest in Pity.
Every trip to the rough becomes a ceremony. In the desert, fire is both a warning and a way of saying goodbye — and the Ritual Hat is stitched from that same blaze.
Camo crown, seared orange lettering, and a silhouette that feels less like golf gear and more like a rite of passage. This isn’t a hat, it’s the torchlight at your own funeral.
Rest in Pity.
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