So its a Thursday evening, overcast, and getting darker by the minute due to cloud cover. I get home from work a little later than expected. My brother and I had already made plans to go play disc golf, so I couldn’t pass that up. We load up and head for Oregon Park which is about some odd 25 min away. We arrive around 8pm and barely find a decent parking spot—lots of people out playing!
Thanks to a nice group of guys ahead of us, they let us play through. I always play fast; therefore, I highly appreciate others that understand the game and are considerate of letting smaller, faster groups play through—as I do too. So thank you to those that do. Anyways, we get to Hole #4 and Chad (my brother) is up first. We’re playing from the short tees (Silver) this round and now about to tee off from behind a downed tree. While this course is still undergoing renovation, the tee signs are not yet up with the distances. We estimated it to be some 200-220 ft to the basket. OK, keep in mind that Chad’s played maybe ~15 rounds of disc golf in his entire life. Winds up with his signature style and releases one high and to the right. Right as the disc starts to turn over, he calls out “Ohhh it’s goinnnng in…”. The disc breaks back to the left, behind the trees and starts its decent. The white disc is slicing downward hard-left faster than Diemon Dave’s “Judi Chop”. It’s looking like it will be awfully close at that angle from here. Next thing you know, caCHING! …freakin’ ACED it! Chad, in much shock, turns around and stares at me like “No way that just happened”. Then a guy on a neighboring hole yells out “Great Shot!” I couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t either. It was ridiculous—yet very pretty.
So he goes 2 under right away and continues to hold the lead the remaining of the round. Like I mentioned in the previous post, he finished -1 and I finished out Even. For those of you that know me, you know how much I praise the Innova Leopards. What did he just ace this with? You guessed it, DX Leopard. Great round. Still in shock. Now I’m trying to get him to join the blog. —jt
. . .on a nasty dunk. Shaq’s wise adage from his much exalted Reebok commercial certainly rings true on my experience with #15 at North Jasper Park – 42 foot putt for par on that bad boy. Not too shabby for the guy that has yet to even make a birdie on this course.
I met up with Stephen and Jeremiah early in the morning this past Sunday for our outing before they began their North Alabama disc golf tour. We started a little after 9 and there was no one on the course before we began or after we finished – sweet action. Stephen and I tied at 3 over and Jeremiah finished at 5 over. Not bad for a day’s work; especially when you’ve broken a sweat before stepping up to the first tee box.
- Random pair of fitness shorts sitting on the park bench adjacent to parking lot
- Deserted course
- Dead raccoon was gone – Stephen and Jeremiah watched one of the neighborhood dogs chewing on it Saturday afternoon. Apparently it was the same dog that a week prior planted himself in the middle of a nearby driveway and proceeded to go to town on himself for at least half an hour
- Still no birdie for this guy
- Tied with same score as last week
- Pine trees were knocking discs down like it was going out of style
In case you haven’t noticed, the dates of my last few postings have been somewhat irregular – like a week or two between them. Due to the recent tornado/high wind damage on the family property, I have been pretty much out of the game running a chainsaw for the last few weeks (and many more weeks to come). Combine this with me living in 1912 (yes, Stephen, I am a little behind on the technology curve) and there will be a few inconsistencies in my posts. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy running a chainsaw but I’d also be much happier maneuvering an early 90’s Chris-Craft with Roxette’s “Dangerous” playing in the background and accompanied by some overzealous dancers that hail from the Mississippi Delta.
Everyone needs a goal in life.
Setting: Around 8:15 p.m.
Place: TC Jester DGC a.k.a. “The Jester”
The evening was cooling down a bit from it’s muggy high of 93. The afternoon breeze had stalled to a whisper. League play was wrapping up and the CTP was shaping up nicely with a few participants anxiously awaiting their chance. A chance for glory, a chance for retribution of the days losses in skins, or just a chance to shank a disc into the street at a 65 degree angle to the tee. Nonetheless, all awaiting their time in the fading sun while their fellow man watches to see who will step up and set the bar the highest. You are now on the box, what will serve them up with today? You have decided upon a disc, in this case a red 173 g R-Pro Dart. Now what will you attempt to do with it on the 228 ft shot with two large oaks protecting the right side and another protecting the left center approach? The brain flashes to a serene s-curve gracefully slashing it’s way through the forest. It is set, throw it hard at the basket with a little hyzer and let the disc turn and find it’s way home. The disc is released and and instantly you know you hit your line as it starts its high speed turn and goes outside the trees on the right side. Next, a little dip in the rim as the spin subsides and the Dart starts to fade out and hook toward the basket. I am nervous as I watch, half expecting it to careen off a tree into the unfriendly street that awaits to eat stray discs, but it slips by and you see it hit then skate left as it cozies up to the pin. The cash is yours but more importantly so is the glory until next time.
This is my first 90 foot approach shot the arrow is pointing at the basket. Had to throw around two trees and CHING. It was absolutley awesome. This was done at John Lemaster dgc in trussville. This was hole 7. Done with my champion leopard.
So this is my par attempt on a long par three #6 TC Jester. My witness was Robin and I was trying to be a bad @$$ and rip it in from 17 ft. As you can see I was low. Has anyone else had this happen and what is the ruling, par or gimme bogey? I am biased but I think it is a par. This has to be pretty rare. One more reason I love my DX Aviar.
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.
Picture of my drive on a 233 footer. I set myself up for a nice little birdie but I thought I had more. The JLS is my original driver and it is finding it’s way out of the bag more and more nowadays when I need a 170 to 240 straight shot. After coming back to it I seem to have the S-curve figured out.
I’m still exhausted and aching from last weekend’s disc golf adventures. This past Sunday, Justin and I got in 54 holes of disc golf in a matter of one afternoon/eve. We played 3 different courses in 3 different cities–a little DG course tour if you will. Living in the ATL metro area, we are fortunate to have quite a range of courses within an hour or so’s radius. Sunday noon we started at Sequoyah Park in Canton, GA. I’d played there once before and didn’t too so hot, so I wanted to give it another shot. My score?… Add another stroke to my previous round there. Sequoyah’s a mostly wooded course which I haven’t been used to.
After we finished up at Sequoyah, we drove about 12 mi. southeast to Alpharetta to hit up Wills Park. First time to play this course, it’s now one of my favs so far. Wills Park has an even mix of open and wooded fairways. The back 9 are by far the hardest, being through thick wooded areas of the park. Both Justin and I shot fairly well here considering first time to the area. We get to #18, its 320 ft to the basket. My first two shots are terrible–the second shot landing in the creek bed. Here I am ~90 ft. from the basket shooting for par. Using a Leopard 166g, I let it rip up and to the left. Watching it as its flying towards the basket, I knew this would going to be hella close. Then… caCHING, the chains rattle and it lands right dead center of the basket. Hah PAR from 90+ ft! That’s the furthest I’ve hit one from yet. It was ridiculous. The pic below was taken from where I threw it from. Finished up +7 at Wills Park.
With still 3 hours to spare of daylight left, we had to play one more round somewhere else. We drove another 8 mi. south to East Roswell Park in Roswell. We’d each played once before but its by far the most difficult course we’d ever played. Playing from the back black tees, its a very tough course through thick woods with very narrow fairways in some spots. Started off alright, then went downhill from there. I think I finished up some +13 over. A lot better than the first time I played there, but still need improvement. Overall, good weather and a great weekend to be out playing. Looking forward to this weekend with two more courses.