I was on a golf trip with 11 other guys that I work with. It was our first of three rounds that weekend. It was less than ideal weather for the trip. I ended up getting the hole in one on 4/26/24. That was the first day of golf for us. We were playing the Preserve that day. I was the first to tee off on hole 8 because I had honors from the previous hole. It was 15-20 MPH winds, rainy, and 40 degrees. It was a 155 yard hole, slightly downhill. I used my pitching wedge and hit the ball slightly left. I wasn't happy with my shot but my buddy told me to hold on and watch. We sat there as the ball bounced up into the rough pin high and was rolling perfectly horizontal with the flag until the ball disappeared. It was the best feeling i've ever experienced, I still am trying to get my voice back from all of the yelling from that moment.