I was playing Hyland in Bloomington, MN. The course is built on an urban ski and snowboard area. Hole #18 is over 700', straight down the steepest slope on the property. Decide I want to unload my bag on the hole, just for the experience. It was AWESOME. until I threw
First throw, champ teebird, i dye (very pretty one). Try to turn it right a bit and choke hard. Threw it hard, but way too far up in the air. Takes a huge left turn and dives into some super tall grass on a non-skiiable area. So instead of going to look for it, I throw another
Oooh, great idea, throw a 161 champ monarch. Throw it, thing rises like a... um... tech stock in the year 2000 (I can hear Conan singing it now...). Stalls out, crashes into a grove of pine trees, right next to the grass
So I throw my mako. In frustration. It goes roughly 600' in the air, directly on line. No turn, no fade, glides straight down the hill and I manage a par...
if you don't count the 2 discs I couldn't find after about 20 minutes of looking through a knee high, allergy attacking grass patch. Lowest moment of my disc career (so far)