Throw Down the Mountain tournament in Brooksville @ the Canyon. 2014 I believe. The longest I've ever taken to complete a disc golf hole.
Last hole. 18. A big 'top of the world' shot from long tee to get down to bottom of canyon, then dog-leg's right and you throw back up top to the green on another side of canyon.
Lefty backhand, released it too high and watched it hyzer around the corner of the canyon walls out of sight but still too high on the right side where its just nothing but sheer canyon cliff wall and trees and razor sharp sawgrass. Although there were spotters all weekend on most holes, I don't recall one being there late in the day as we were finishing our round. We knew it might not be found, so I threw a provisional. Provisional drive flips over, goes way straight and then we lose it out of sight on the left side, but somewhere near the bottom of the canyon so we hike down to the bottom to find all our drives.
I immediately set out to climb the canyon wall to try to find my first drive while the rest of my cardmates look for my provisional shot. Nobody started a clock yet, but I knew I didn't want to cause any hold-up so I I look around for a bit but soon give up on the canyon wall and climb down. EXHAUSTED at this point. I almost fell down and tumbled a good 30 feet off the canyon wall trying to get back down. Meanwhile my cardmates can't even find my provisional that seemed like it would have been out in the open.
A cardmate starts a clock on my provisional disc search but within a minute we finally locate my provisional, about 200ft past where we thought it was and stuck in some thick sawgrass. I'm standing there at my provisional lie getting all cut-up and thinking about what to throw, still trying to recover from all the climbing. I take a quick glance up up to my right on the canyon wall and what do I see? My original drive, stuck up in a tree! no 2-meter rule. Now my original lie is thereby established so no need for provisional with a stroke! I mention this to my cardmates who acknowledge seeing the disc in tree and agree that I can go climb back up and throw from there if I have the strength. I take a deep breath, muster up what energy I had left and climbed all the way up the wall again, taking twice as long this time due to exhaustion. I finally make my way to the tree that my disc was stuck in and I can barely see out due to thick foliage and my legs and arms are shaking and cramping from exhaustion. I've got blood pouring down my forearms and legs due to nasty sawgrass cuts.
I ended up tossing my disc out and down to bottom of canyon just to get back down off the cliff wall. Clearing the canyon wall to green just wasn't happening. I then climb back down, practically sliding down on my ass and when I got down, my legs were so cramped up I fell down and literally couldn't stand up at all and needed a card-mate to help me to my feet. I was physically and mentally done for the day.
I watched a few others throw their next shot and tried to recover during this time. I throw a tomahawk in attempt to get up to the green but I'm too tired and it was short.. OB. Throw again from drop-zone. Same shot... barely make the green. Now its time to climb up the steep path to the green. I was literally using trees to help me climb up that last pathway I was so tired. I'm about halfway up the pathway to the green when someone calls out, "hey man, your disc is still stuck in the tree! You forgot to get it down!" *sigh
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So I get to the green, somehow sink my 20 ft putt for a 6, round is over and I check the time and it took us 25 minutes to complete hole 18. Another guy on the card took an 8 without even going OB. lol It was brutal, and we were a decent card of MA1 players on top of it. We weren't the only card taking a long time to complete it, as we had waited a good 10 minutes before we were able to tee off, but man it seemed like an eternity. I then had the pleasure of going back out to get my disc from the tree but this time I made the hike from the top-side of the canyon wall so not to have to climb AND I had a much needed ice cold beer in my hand to accompany me on the journey.