This is my first year as a full time member at a golf club, Hanging Heaton Golf Club, of Dewsbury, UK to be exact. Last year I was an academy member as I had never played prior. Me and my friend were playing after work as we do through the summer when the opportunity arises. The round was erratic through the first 3 holes (+6 thru 3) and then stabilised to +10 thru 7. Up I walk to the slightly elevated tee of our 8th hole, playing 163y, front pin, right to left wind, steady 7i should see me comfortably to the middle of the green. Not the best of contact, little bit thin, quite a lot out of the toe, it goes up and we see it start coming back towards the right edge of the green because of the wind. Neither of us think anything of it and walk up like normal. As we approach the green we only see one ball, not mine. We continue walking realising more what could have happened with every step, I nervously tell my friend to check the hole whilst I took a deep breath. Lo and behold my ball, covered in grass stains and looking slightly worse for wear sat in the cup. My first ace - 23/04/26