3-wood: Talk Me Off the Ledge
I promised an update on my pathetic quest to find a 3-wood that I can consistently hit, and it ain't pretty.
I'm still not sure what I was thinking when I wrote that original blog post. Maybe it was some deep-seated fantasy that if I went public with this, good fairway karma would suddenly work its magic and I'd be striping fairway woods for the rest of my golfing days. Unfortunately, so far karma is still on vacation.
I began with a half dozen 3-woods in my basement, lugging them out to MGolf Range in Newtown Square for a fairway wood fest to see which one stood out in that pressure-free environment. There was a clear winner by a longshot: a Tour Edge Exotics CB1 that I had reshafted with a bright lime green Graman 440UL, aptly nicknamed "The Limey." It looks like a light sabre when you pull it out of the bag, and I love the shaft in a driver, but it really is too light for a fairway wood. Instead of putting lead tape on the head, I decided to bring the overall weight up a bit with a 30-gram backweight in the butt end.
At first, it was like the club was thrilled to be out in the fresh air. It was reasonably long and straight at the range and for a short time on its first go-round on grass during a round at Brandywine. But by the back nine it was misbehaving as always, and a grounder followed by a duck hook had me seeing red, not lime green. I don't do grounders, so the CB1 was banished back to the basement.
At this point, I seriously considered just chucking the entire experiment and going back to a 2-hybrid which I can wield with much more consistently. But 3-woods hit it farther, which means a bigger upside over the long haul, so I have decided to stick with this project for now. Next up was an Adams RPM LP Tour Prototype with a UST V2 shaft that actually performed pretty well. Its low profile makes it easy to hit off the fairway, but I seemed to hit an old steel-shafted Orlimar HipTi a little farther, so I bagged that one for the last two rounds. Results were mediocre at best, so the Adams goes back in the bag today for a round at Ballamor. Wish us luck. The relationship is already strained, and there's a sweet little 2-hybrid that has been calling my name.