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Funniest/weirdest thing you've seen on the course

This happened about 3 years ago or so, but I will retell the story:

We were playing River Grove Park in Kingwood , Tx. (Course went private and it sucks). The course is in a park that is pretty far back in the woods, and the whole course is wooded.

As we were coming up the fairway on hole 5, I started to hear something that sounded just like the air brakes on a 18 wheeler. I looked at my brother, and told him that I was surprised that someone would bring such a large truck down a small two lane park road.

We heard the sound three more times, and I would swear it sounded just like truck air brakes. As we looked up, it turned out the sound was coming from a male white tail deer, snorting at us, and standing on the #6 tee pad. I guess he was mad because we saw his doe and fawn running near by. We all grabbed a driver out of the bag, and were at the ready if he decided to come towards us.

He let out one more big "snort" and took off down the #6 fairway along with the doe and fawn. It was something to see.
 
One time when I was in college we saw an old pervert man sitting on a park bench jerkin' it as college girls ran by on the trail.....I wish that wasn't a true story :\
 
Ran into an older dude and 3 middle school age boys standing silently around the hole 3 basket at Bellamy Park in Dover, NH. They all had one hand on the basket and were completely silent. I played up to them and had to ask them to move 3 times! None of them said a word the entire time and just watched me. After i took my disc they resumed standing around the basket with a hand on it. Creepy sh!t!

I've had a similar experience and it turned out there was a group of autistic boys who were mesmerized by the basket. It took awhile to convince the group leader that we really wanted to use the basket.
 
A while back at Vista in Scottsdale, there was a very overweight dude on a cruiser bike who would occasionally ride down the bike paths with only a diaper on. Strange.
 
i use to see this gut that would play with one disc an after every shot he would stop and ether do a bunch of push ups or start doing some form of tie chi ( i know i probably spelled that all kinds of wrong) but it always gave me a good laugh.
 
It was in downtown Jacksonville, FL. With a little sluething I'm sure you can figure out the rest.

Springfield course yea......... it's part of one of those urban renewal project things trying to turn that area around, I don't play that course alone only with friends and even then with a lil extra protection.
 
This thread has been done a few times. I had a hawk fly right past me once. I saw it off about 150 yards and it swooped down 3-4' off the ground and was coming right towards me. I froze, the bird swooshed by, dove right over a fence and nailed a rabbit for lunch.

BroD's. Comment was about all those dudes who are so excited about us disc golfing that they have to relieve themselves on the spot. Lots of sex stories on DG courses...
 
While discing in the Joliet IL area one winters day, my friend hit a tree off the tee and his disc screamed into a small depression that hid it from our site.
When we got close to the disc their was an unconcious raccoon gasping right next to his disc....didn't see it but I'm pretty sure his disc knocked that coon out cold....
 
Last summer there was a cowboy on acid who was trying to fight people because they asked him to turn down his radio. This was on a Saturday afternoon when the course was full of families.
 
I had to walk back to my car at Bassett Creek with only one sock on. Got terrible gut rot on hole 8 and realized that there was no way I was going to make it back to the portable ****ter. Ran into woods behind hole 9 and left a nice steamer. Only had my socks for wiping. Good thing it was a one wiper.
 
Once while playing a round I saw a group of young gang bangers under a secluded bridge and they were taking turns fighting each other UFC style. There was some serious ground and pound going on but they never let it go to far. They would stop the fight and then all hug and then two more would fight. It was awesome.

It all ended abruptly though when multiple cop cars swarmed the park and there were kids running in every direction being chased by cops.
 
I had to walk back to my car at Bassett Creek with only one sock on. Got terrible gut rot on hole 8 and realized that there was no way I was going to make it back to the portable ****ter. Ran into woods behind hole 9 and left a nice steamer. Only had my socks for wiping. Good thing it was a one wiper.

That sounds terrible.
 
That sounds terrible.

After that I started to carry Toilet paper in my bag. Good thing I did, because I needed it soon after. Showing how brillant I am, I decided that it was a good idea to eat at Buffalo Wild wings the night before a tournament. I got 18 boneless blazin' wings and washed them down with a couple cold Summits. Went home watched some porn and went to bed.

Next morning, got ready and left for the tournament that was about 30-40 minutes away. At about the 20 minute mark of the trip I got hit with gut rot again. I started sweating and knowing I am very to close to crapping my self. I had to find a gas station ASAP. Lucky for me there was one right off the exit ramp by the course. Made it and then went to the course.

This is the best part, after the players meeting we were walking out to our holes and again gut rot strikes in. We get to our hole when my stomach starts twisting and turning. I politely excused myself from my group and went to the woods nearby and left a nice steamer behind. This time however, I was able to keep both socks. I had brought toilet paper with.

What a great start to a tournament, dropping a deuce 50 ft. next to your group and teepad.
 
I had to walk back to my car at Bassett Creek with only one sock on. Got terrible gut rot on hole 8 and realized that there was no way I was going to make it back to the portable ****ter. Ran into woods behind hole 9 and left a nice steamer. Only had my socks for wiping. Good thing it was a one wiper.

Did you take your sock off pre-dump? Seems like it'd get things pretty messy trying to take a sock off after a hot #2.
 
Some of my favorites in 20 years of playing..

- A family using the basket as grill. There was literally chicken hanging from the chains and charcoal lined in the basket with flames coming up.
- A couple having sex with the girl holding the basket
- Grand theft auto in a parking lot at a course right in front of us.
- A stolen car crashed into the rough at a course
 
I had to walk back to my car at Bassett Creek with only one sock on. Got terrible gut rot on hole 8 and realized that there was no way I was going to make it back to the portable ****ter. Ran into woods behind hole 9 and left a nice steamer. Only had my socks for wiping. Good thing it was a one wiper.

ROFL!!!!!!!!!! Damn it man, you used your own sock?! I guess you gotta do , what you gotta do. I would have used my disc golf towl, and left it and bought a new one.
 
I remember years ago seeing a couple throw their discs, and then get on their bikes and ride to their discs, get off the bikes, put them on the kick stands, make a throw, and do it all over again. It just plain looked weird.
 

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