It has been a while since we played at the Lutheran Church. This course is much closer to Adam and Rehana, but it is tiny (only nine holes). There is a big parking lot and it is empty on Saturday (apparently not a day of worship). But I am A.R. about parking away from other cars (and taking two spots). So Jon gave me grief. He joked that another car would park by me even though I was pretty distant from anything. And guess what happens? Mike parks right next to me! This was his first time to the course, so he spotted my truck and parked next to it.

After playing at Old Settlers Park for so long, the holes here seem so tiny in comparison. I could use my putter for the whole course. On hole two, I can overthrow the hole with my putter. However, I usually stick with my long range disc since it gives me some more options for throwing styles. John recently discovered the “Thumb throw” where you hold the disc straight up and grip it with your thumb on one side and the fingers on the other and throw it like a baseball. You can throw it high over the trees. And it flies essentially straight (well +/- 20 feet). John used it for most of his throws off of the tee.

Speaking of tees, my throw off of tee 3 veered off to the right and landed at tee 4.

For lunch we went to Red Robin. I tried their taco salad which looked like a huge starfish alien. Not only is it far too much food for a meal, but they drizzle ranch sauce over it (200 extra fat-based calories). So I got them to substitute salsa for it.

Afterwards we drove down to King’s Hobby and browsed. And then off to The Gas Pipe on Burnett. We bought some more discs cause we keep loosing them, you know?

Adam joined us for the usual round of disc golf on Friday afternoon. It was hot out there and it was at least in the 90s. This is a bad sign for the comming summer. I hope to continue playing Fridays. But we shall see though. On the first hole, Adam’s disc lands on top of the goal! Which, unfortunately, does not count as in and I gave him the first letter in PIG by sinking it myself.

On hole two, we lost John’s Wraith. We assume that it went into the creek and tried looking for it. Either it went into the deep (and obscured) part or it was laying somewhere on the grass and we never noticed it. But I did notice a set of colorful plastic flowers that were trampled into the mud. So ephemeral…

On hole four Adam loses his disc into the lake. Luckily it was floating on top and was buoyed by a pocket of air. But when we threw the retreiver at it, it promply sunk and dissipeared into the murkey depths. Adam went in wading but was not brave enough to go far enough in to get his shorts wet. So we called it a loss.

On hole 5, my disc veered off to the left and hit the road and skipped to the other side. Someone had spray painted E’s across the road (some of which looked like stick figure Klingon bird of preys). Who knows what that signifies.

Unfortunately all of this searching for discs caused us to skip three holes. We did throw at hole 18 and I some how slid my disc under a fence that protects a transformer.

It was late and I only missed a couple minutes of my Pilates class.

For our Saturday round of disc golf, we played at Cat Hollow after learning that the new course in Williamson county was still unfinished and was missing its goals. There were a couple of announcements on the message board (apparently, there are enough women around here to make a weekly mini).

Adam threw a disc at an angle high up over the trees and it landed, after punching through the canopy), in a playable spot. So I took a chance and tried the same style of throw. Unfortunately, my disc was a little too far to the right and did not come back over the course. It also failed to puch through the tops of the trees. Thanks in part to the pervasive clinging thorny vines that climb over trees and starve them of light. So, I called in the heavy-hitting tree-climbing Jon. He was able to climb up to the top, grab the disc, and throw it down. There was a little scare when the branch he was using as a foot hold gave way. But he held on and found another spot.

Adam had two interesting putts. From our location, the steep and downward flight path of the disc looked on target to hit the goal. But it missed and cratered the earth. When we got to the goal, we noticed how close it was. Only a foot or so away…