Discapades.

Today was somewhat of an adventure. Luncheon. Business meeting.  Went walking about 1.5 miles through some new nature trails. Then… disc golf. On a temporary setback… my cell phone is off. I left civilization and hit the course. Stretched. Hole 1. +1. Deng. There was a group of 4 ahead of me. Hole 2. PAR. Caught up with the group on Hole 3. They vied for me to play ahead. I bashfully stated ‘I’m not too good on this hole” and had a pretty decent drive. One of the four insisted that I join their group and play along with them, so I did. I’m glad I did. It turns out the 4 were originally groups of 2 that merged to play doubles. Leaving me to get 2 chances on either my drive, approach, or put shot. This was pretty cool. Hole 4. Awesome drive. Par! 5. Whack drive. +1. Instead of cutting to the two holes in the woods, the group opted for the back holes that continued straight on after 4. Drive:Woods. Second drive ;) ...next two holes. par. got closer to hole than the doubles. then the woods. had the most AWESOME tomahawk ever on the first hole in the woods. it landed about 5 feet away from hole. -1! next hole. par. ok. the hole coming out of the woods is my favorite. +1 though.

THEN........... THE LAKE.

my confidence about playing the lake holes was high having played the lake twice now. my discs typically go left. 2 of the 5 from our group did not make it pass the first hole... i was one of them.... tisk. it never happened before... however.. my disc landed about 5 feet from bank.. not too much of an issue right? prideful and stubborn.... i wanted to get my best disc. our elder of the group recommended getting it in the end due to the 'contents' of the lake.  One from the group offered to go in. the double of the samaritan had to go at that point so that offer was not redeemed. 2 of the 5 left.  then another. leaving just me and another player, who is originally from michigan. a cocky talkative (yet good) teenager joined us and we became a trio.  at that time we're still at the lake. a group that was a hole ahead of us was fishing out discs from the lake with this 'contraption'. a guy who we opted to pass us was akin to these disc fishers and mentioned to them that my disc was in the lake. with this contraption many attempts were made to fish out my disc. "I think I felt it" however the accuracy of the device was VERY hit or miss. meanwhile 'frolfer's' were still playing.

lo and behold... another poor chap made my same mistake and threw his disc in almost the very same location that my disc landed. ;) he made a beeline to the edge of the bank where this new clan of frolfers congregated to witness the spectacle of this device and the wielder that was fishing out my disc. the guy wielding the device seemed  average height from a distance but about 6'5" in reality. he was accompanied by a very fit and cute girl with glasses> the guy who passed us> and a kid in camo gear>  plus the guy from michigan who I played with earlier> and the teenager. we all witnessed the poor chap come towards us... take his shirt off and go straight into the lake!!!

MIND YOU... this lake is inhabited by turtles. Having owned a turtle before in a small tank with NO filter... turtles... like humans... use the bathroom... I literally had to change the tank water on a daily basis. So you can only imagine what was in this lake that's about 300 feet across. i braved to get knee deep before this happen but to no avail. However the poor chap became my benefactor as he found my disc. The giant frolf fisher managed to find a disc in the lake which once belonged to the guy who we let skip us before we saw the giant  fisher. crazy huh? I thanked the guy who found my disc and the trio continued.

OH YEA.!!! one of the 5 from before gave me a driver because of what happened to me!!! SCORE!!!!
and i got my disc back. NIIIIIIIIIIIIICEEEEE!!! The trio and I continued to play the course. all was average. I went to the gym thereafter.

The whole evening made me realize how cool some people are in this world. especially those who play disc golf. I've met some very generous people while playing the sport.

Moral: PLAY DISC GOLF!