Chasing another 90+ footer?
Yes, I said it. Justin and I hit up White Oak Park this morning in Dallas for a round of disc golf. I’m liking the earlier a.m. hours—less crowd and faster play. So anyway, we get to Hole #10 and my approach shot catches a sidewind and gets carried way off track. Up in the woods on the hill, I’m some odd 90+ ft away from the basket. Basket’s barely visible, and my only likely option is to hook it around the trees. This is to save Par. Backhanded my Leopard high and to the left. Hooks around and caChing! We both walked off the distance; it was at least 90. This was the same disc that I hit the other ~90 footer from two weeks ago. Solid disc. Get you a Leopard.