Course of the yearI was twelve years old when I first stepped foot on a private club - the Wakonda Club in Des Moines, Iowa. More than the thrill of seeing Lee Trevino and Jan Stephenson play golf, I remember the magic of the setting and dreamed that one day I too would be able to join a club like that. A picture hangs in my library from Aiden Bradley. It captures my feelings about Wakonda - it is taken peering out from a grove of trees towards the 17th hole. It reminds me of my usual view of Wakonda - peering through the fence and trees in order to catch a glimpse of the magic beyond.
In 2005, I was able to join my own club - Oak Ridge Country Club in Hopkins, Minnesota. Oak Ridge is not the best known club in town. Many avid golfers have not heard of the club and more are not sure where it is. The course is in the middle of the city but it feels like you are in a secluded spot far away from the rest of the world.
I often played Oak Ridge in the evening after work, sometimes alone, more often with portions of the small group of members and club professionals that snuck out in the evening, played fast and beat the sunset. Not many members play in the evening, making a three hour round a regular occurrence and the appearance of another group on the course a bit of a surprise. The light was low and the setting more magical at that hour.
There is magic in Oak Ridge's design as well. The fairways tumble wildly and the greens can be nasty - with plenty of slope and a tilt from one corner to another. The course has too many trees, but in my role on the green committee I helped to bring about the removal of some of the worst offenders. The course has other warts, including some changes to outstanding holes that I opposed without success and bunkers that function well but look as if they were built in the 1980s. Nonetheless, the course plays much the same as it did when it opened in 1921. To my biased mind there is not a better course in the Twin Cities. If Oak Ridge had hosted a US Open where Bobby Jones or Chick Evans had won the title, I believe it would be held in as high a regard as Interlachen or Minikahda. If it were not primarily a Jewish club, I also believe more people would know and appreciate the course.
Those views may not be shared by others. They may be the product of the magic I felt at playing there and the thrill I got being a member at such a special place.
I resigned my membership in September of this year. It was a difficult decision but one that made sense due to a move and a number of other considerations. Nonetheless, while I played some terrific courses this year (Kawana, Teeth of the Dog and May River being the standouts), there is only one choice for course of the year - Oak Ridge Country Club.