Thursday, December 03, 2009
The perfect storm that is "bonus discing" is a welcome and celebrated thing. I am giddy just thinking about them! But as the season drags on, the potential wains for such a day. This became evident this afternoon, when after getting the freedom of schedule, the King and I realized the climactic fatalism of our geographic reality. The only defiant gesture left to thumb in the face of our predicament is our annual winter round. I say annual not because we plan on the one outing, but because we forget the "joys" of a winter round. It takes only one round to remember, scraping off the memories from the frostbitten recesses of our cortexes (is that how you pluralize that word?).
This year, the end of the season carries extra significance. As a gent with a lady, certain life decisions are not quite as monochromatic as they once were. As such, new environs are in my future, and I will be relocated before the new season is birthed from the womb of spring (gotta love the imagery, right?). This, of course, carries with it the pleasure of experiencing new courses, new people I will drag into the sport, and new experiences. I will, however, be disappointed at the lose inherent in the move. I will no longer be able to frequent Bethel and Acorn, the courses I cut my teeth upon; I will have little opportunity to head to Blue Ribbon Pines, my new favorite place to play; nor will I have as great a chance to make the trek to Highbridge, a long-held goal.
I am now officially closing the book on being a Minnesota disc golfer. I am now a vagabond, a discer without a home. Pray for me.
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Buzzing Through the Dayz
A.K.A - The year of the "buzz-ble bee"
The 2009 Disc Golf season has brought an abundent of changes to my game. As the weather begins to change to its natural Minnesota-esk temperature of: COLD to FREEZING. I thought it might be approporiate to reflect on the last seven to eight months as it relates to my DG game.
It was by accident that I 'fell in love' with my new favorite disc. I was playing a lazy round at my Alma mater, Oh Hail the Great Bethel University. I found the disc lying snugly against a pine tree on hole 9 of all places. The Discraft: Buzz esp. She's yellow and flies true and holds her line better than any small child who has to go to the bathroom. What I like about this disc it that it is completely consistent to how you release it. If you release it hyzer it holds that line all the way through flight. Same goes for flat and anhyzer shots. As a result of now having this disc in my bag it has allowed me to clean up my short game and putting. I am more confident in my approach and putting knowing that the disc will perform the way it is supposed to. I actually use it at my putter now.
Second, after much discussion and practice - - Diggs and I have determined and I'm proclaiming I guess that every hole at Acorn, in Roseville, MN should be considered a par 3, with the exception of Hole 18 in the back position is a par 4. We have played if for many years now as all par 3's except for 9 and 18. I think at one point for us when our skill set wasn't what it is today you could consider #9 at Acorn a par 4. However, now that we can consistently drive past the giant rock in the middle of the fairway. Which will leave you a decent mid-range to get to the hole. It's probably time to change how we have been scoring till....so -- Have I been successful since we decided this...no but I feel that it's a good thing coming.