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Rumple 2004: Wild Wing Weekend

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2004 Rumple Invitational Myrtle Beach, SC The 2004 Rumple Invitational was in many ways an improvement on greatness. The first noted difference that comes to mind, aside from the fantastic on-site condos, was the size. At 7 Rumplers, it is the smallest rumple to date and threaten the outings extinction. Huttenga, Larsen, Fogelberg, Grigg and Hetzel all went on the same flight from Detroit, while D’ohogne flew in from St. Louis and journeyman Deci came, through 5 airports, from Anchorage, AK.

If you have any hesitation about how great a golf trip this is or how inconvenienced you might be, try and think of the District. In my eyes his can-do commute in 2004 makes him a Rumple hero for all time. Even though I booked the trip, I was shocked by how nice the condos were. We probably had low expectations from 2003, but all fears were assuaged by the conditions at Wild Wing. The golf courses themselves were unique designs that offered great challenges and 0 condo lined fairways. We couldn't be happier with how the golfing turned out, excepting that we all wish we had scored better. After arriving we unpacked, then took off in search of some food and drink. It was in many ways a futile search that resulted in one of the rental cars being backed into by some local yahoo in a jacked-up pickup truck as we were trying to turn around in a Ruby Tuesday's parking lot.

Needless to say, we ate at Ruby Tuesday's while I waited for the cops to arrive. I am glad to report, however, that after a few conversations with the rental agency and 2 insurance companies, the rental car company covered the ding without issue. After that incident, the rest of the trip went smoothly. We returned home and woke up early for our first taste of Wild Wing golf. During the monsoon morning round, the first foursome had just finished the 9th hole when the constant rains and wind became unbearable so we took a 20 minute break while the rest of the storm rolled over, except for the wind. In a moment of personal shame, I stepped on to the 10th tee and promptly ripped a drive dead left into the woods. I almost lost the club too as it slipped from my rain wrinkled palms. Thankfully, my group pushed on, I found my ball, took a drop, carded a double-bogey and moved on.    next page