13 May 2014, Milan Disc Golf Course, Milan, Tennessee
If you throw discs often enough, this sort of thing happens – even to me. It doesn’t happen often enough that I can be cool about it, make some NFL-style victory dance, and same something profound like: “in chaos, there is order”. No, I had an involuntary spasm of joy and said something that reflected my intellect: “WHOOO!”
My last ace was at the 2013
That is my Vibram Trak. Ace!
Mayfield Ace Race: a very appropriate place. The next one????
Please share your ace stories – they make everyone’s day brighter!
In my recent post on the Woodchip Fairy, I briefly discuss that most people believe that: “they should do something about that”. However, “they” always refers to other, unknown people. At some point, a line is crossed and the statement becomes: “I should do something about that”. Eventually, the desire to “have something done about that” becomes a strong enough force that the person in question overcomes inertia and begins to do something. It is at this point that this person has become part of “they”.
The advantage goes to the people who are able to avoid becoming part of “they”. Becoming “they” means hard work. You may get hurt. You will make mistakes. Your investments of time, energy, and other resources may have minimal return. You will see your efforts criticized by people who think: “they should do something about that”. And, of course, at some point senseless vandalism of your activities will occur.
The reward for becoming part of “they” is that maybe, at some point in the future, somebody you don’t even know will be able to do or enjoy a thing or event because of your efforts and sacrifice. Such is the nature of civilization.
The first project: a safe walkway to travel from the #1 tee pad to the fairway.
The Martin Disc Golf Club serves several functions: it gives a unified voice to local disc golf, works with the city for course maintenance, and helps introduce people to the sport – which ensures our local disc golf opportunities remain. Hopefully, the biggest thing we do as a club is play disc golf. While big tournaments can be fun, I have found the big, PDGA sanctioned type tournaments to play painfully slow and to have divisions that people play at random to maximize their gain at the expense of players that are truly novice or amateur. As a club we have offered leagues and tournaments that have been free or low cost. Because we don’t offer big prize packages, the play is just play. One of the first activities the club engaged in 2013 was a Bag Tag Challenge. It was highly successful: a bunch of people had fun competing for tags. Hopefully, the 2014 version will be even more successful as we have added tighter rules and reporting. The competitive spirit is a wonderful thing. We have 50 identical plastic tags that people can hang from their backpack or disc bag. The only difference in the tags is they are numbered 1 through 50. The club placed the same value on each tag: $7. Disc golfers value lower tags more than higher tags. So the number 11 tag holder will challenge the holder of a lower tag (let’s say number 8) and a spirited disc golf battle ensues. Will number 8 keep their tag? Will number 11 win and take number 8’s tag and give them the number 11 tag? Could this get any cooler? or any more pointless? Imagine two grown men putting aside the pressures of jobs, families, mortgages, etc and focusing on throwing pieces of plastic at chains in order to keep or exchange basically identical pieces of plastic. This is the true nature of competition. This is sport. This is fun! Disc golf has a code of conduct (and official PDGA rules). Basically, do unto others. So not only do we have epic competitions over tags, but we do so with a basic civility and manners. SO, display your bag tag proudly and know you are part of something wonderful.
Dude take a chill pill…
The Martin Disc Golf Club has been doing a lot of course renovations lately. Somebody took it upon themselves to clear a new lane to the #6 basket by killing two large maple saplings. I understand how frustrating the Harrison Road Disc Golf Course can be, but retaliatory violence directed against the vegetation is unacceptable. It isn’t the the sapling’s fault you can’t make a decent approach shot.
Oh the tree-manity! Seriously, the trees are your friends: embrace them!